Looking for obsessed alpha heroes, steamy-hot insta-love, and romance with a dirty mind. Well you've gotten the right book.
Blurb:
Meet Zion!
He's the youngest, brightest, and a hotshot medical director the Hae Sung Group fertility Hospital and the only heir to Had Sung Group. Nothing gets between him and his job, the most sought out doctor,the type who's always on the first list of the most sought out bachelor. All this change when Kim Micheala walks in.
She's off limits in so many ways. Rich
Successful
Pretty innocent. never-been-touched.
...To top it all she's a patient.
This sheltered young heiress is in his office and her rich, Asian family has hooked her in a business arranged marriage. She was sent to his clinic to see if she's capable of bearing children since her arranged marriage was only centered on giving an heir .And now he's supposed to examine her. Every inch of her sweet, tempting body to check if she's physical fit to bare a child.
But he's driven with lust and want for her since the instant he laid eyes on her, and now he's obsessed, possessed, and driven like he's never been before.
Firstly, He intends to make her beg.
Secondly, He intends to claim her and make her his to keep forever!
And lastly,
He intends to steal her away from all of this. Fuck the medical code of conduct, fuck her snubbish parents who intends to marry her off to get richer and damn the consequences.
As long as she's his, nothing matters.
Note:
I know what you're thinking - this sounds like dirty, filthy doctor-fantasy smut. And if you're thinking that, the good news is, you're entirely correct . This book is hot and heavy full of insta-love and lust at it's finest, with a dominant alpha hero completely obsessed with breeding and claiming his untouched heroine.
So I know the kind of scene you're about to read in this chapter you only see them in movies or in maybe a pork video. Well I decided to go all in today in writing about it
So hope you enjoy!
No criticism
Ariana's P.O.V.
Okay this is crazy!
I know I should be mad and annoyed at my parents for setting me up with these appointments, but am not.
I know I should hate them for the arranged marriage room I mean this is like the 21 century who still does that. But a part of me is thankful for this sticky situation. A part of me is delighted because thanks to all the weird drama I've collided with something I can't control.
T
he elevator dinged, and my heart raced as I shiver with excitement.
I'd arrived.
The elevator doors slid open, and I could feel my breath catching as I stepped out into the reception area of the hospital, my teeth biting on my bottom lip as I approached the check-in desk.
This was all wrong. I'm supposed to have thoughts like this about men like him. It's surprising and shocking, in all the years of virgin life have never felt this way about anyone.
I mean people might think am such a weirdo for having filthy, dirty, unstoppable fantasies about my doctor.
It's crazy, yet not so crazy!
I mean I can't be the first ever person to have sex fantasies about their doctor.
But then, if it was so wrong, why haven't I been able to stop thinking about him?"I thought to myself.
Why have I spent every single second since that day of meeting him thinking about him. For the first time in years my mind, soul and body is burning and consumed with the thought of him . I've spent hours remembering the feel of his powerful, commanding hands on me on the day of my first check up, and the way his deep, low voice had struck something primal and lustful inside of me.
My nights and days are now spent trembling in my bed or in my workplace thinking and fantasizing as my fingers and my fantasies wondered what could have happened, if there'd been more bolder.
What could had happened if I had taken the risk and just dive in."All my thoughts were clouded with the words.
What if!
"Ms. Kim?"
I blinked, dusting and blocking off all my dirty thoughts as I looked up at the receptionist who seems to be giving me a bemused look with her brow arched up.
"Everything all right, dear?"She says in a calm serene but professional voice.
No,damn it
I have a huge girly crush on one of the directors of your hospital and my mind is filled with the dirtiest thoughts and fantasies of the things I can and could do to him if I ever get to lay my hands on him." A voice in my head screams like a child deprived of her favorite candy.
"Oh, yes," I said quickly clearing my throat, swallowing. I could feel my face heat from embarrassment.
"I said you can go right in. Dr. Zion will be with you shortly."
"Thank you."I say quickly, my hands tightening to nervous fists at my sides as I marched past her desk, through the big glass double-doors, and down the hallway to the exam rooms.
Dr, Zion. Considered to be one of the best and finest doctors, He's half Asian and half American. He's the epitome my forbidden fantasy.
Wait till the press hears about this kind of scandalous thoughts in my mind. I wonder what would be the title of the column that day.
Doctor, Zion. God he was gorgeous. Tall, broad shoulders, and built like a freaking Greek statue. That dark hair, like mine, and those piercing crystal blue eyes different from my dark ones.
Those powerful, warm hands, and the way he'd touched me. I know he was just doing his job the other day but I was turned on.
I shivered as I paused at door to his exam room.
This was ridiculous. Doctor Zion was just a doctor, and this was me being, well, weird.
I should definitely stop thinking dirty thoughts of him and I should definitely stop undressing him with my eyes"I thought to myself determined to think of clear things.
I mean it wrong, morally, ethically, and society will definitely frown at it. I shouldn't be fantasizing about my doctor. I mean I could date like every normal girl would but am pratically bad at dating even if I haven't tried it yet and am definitely the girl who's going to check if her ovaries and eggs are okay and ready to pop put babies for her arranged hubby.
So yeah, I can't be the normal girl that can date him"I sigh inwardly.
I mean, it was bad enough with what happened before, during the last exam. Me drooling and getting all wet and almost caught.
Now am here inches from seeing him again yet am sulking and sad for what dosen't even have a future.
I'm currently Twenty-Two years old, I've barely ever even been kissed, and now I'm currently in the most expensive fertility hospital in Shanghai to make sure I could pop babies out.
If you want to know exactly why, and why am being treated like a broodmare the short answer is because my family is insane and still stuck in living in the old and traditional style.
Well for one I just think, they are just trying to sell me off to get more shares for the company and to get richer and richer. Filling their pockets.
When you come from a family like mine, with everything that comes with it, there were certain expectations. All my siblings had the same life plan, after completing their education they were all married off to Papa's business associates and friends for either a merger or an alliance.
This ritual of arranged marriage has been going on in our family for generations. And I hate the thoughts of me sccumbing to this madness.
Well if I do get the chance, Screw family tradition of staying in the pockets of old money.
If I do get the chance I'll definitely sleep with Dr. Zion" I blushed and shivered again as I stepped into the exam room and closed the door. Part of me pouted when he was no where in sight.
I sat on the edge of the table, facing away from the door. The exam room was really nice and big not too sterile and all fluorescent lights like most places. The lighting here was a bit lowered, the floor hardwood, the furniture top of the line and beautiful.
I toyed with my hands, looking at them and blushing again as I replayed my schoolgirl crush on the gorgeous doctor. I'd googled him, like a total weirdo. I knew he was the head of this Hospital, and had huge respect in the prenatal area . I knew he was one of the youngest doctors to ever become head of a Hospital this prestigious or any, at that. He was thirty-two, the heir to Hae Sung Group and unmarried. No girlfriend or anything either, as far as I could see from stalking his Facebook and Instagram page and Profile.
Creepy!!
I Know.
I felt the heat creep up, remembering how I'd gushed over the pictures on his profile. Pictures of him sweating and grinning, selfie's of him gyming.
He looked real fit and sexy even without his coat on , He looks even more freaking hot in just a pair of short, perfectly fitting swim trunks, shirtless and looking like a fucking god at the beach.
I might be a virgin but I could hear and feel my own damn ovaries sing!
I remembered the late nights over the last couple of weeks, panting under the covers in my bedroom as my fingers slid between my legs as I pleasured myself with him in my mind.
"Ariana."A gruff voice says. The same voice from my naughty daydreams, fantasies and thoughts rumbled through the room, from the doorway behind me I hadn't heard open. I froze, the blood turning to fire in my veins and my heart leaping into my throat.
That voice.
That deep, resonating, powerful voice that triggered something inside of me.
It's Dr. Zion.
The voice from behind me was Dr. Zion, and when I heard him step inside and shut the door with a loud click behind him, I felt my whole body tremble nervously.
Oh shit!
Zion's P.O.V.
"I've been waiting for you, Ms. Ariana," I purred.
Or should I call you "Ari"I say.
She gasped quietly, stiffening before she slowly turned to look at me over her shoulder. And fuck did my heart melt.
Those pretty dark eyes, those pouty soft lips, that smattering of freckles across her cute little nose. She slid off the exam table and turned when she heard my footsteps, her hands toying with each other and her chest rising and falling. Her cheeks turned that rosy pink again, and her gorgeous eyes glimmered as they looked up to meet mine .
"Hello, Doctor Zion," she breathes out.
Fuck!
Last time I hesitated, but today I intend to make her mine.
"Take your clothes off."I command, ignoring all the warning signs and growled out the words, watching and feeling my dick throb as I saw the flush creep hotter over her cheeks.
"Wha-what?" she gasped quietly.
"Take. Them. Off." I moved across the room until I was right in front of her, almost touching her. She whimpers.
She fucking whimpers, her mouth opening slightly as she looked up at me with those big, dark or is it brown?And right there, I knew. Right there, I knew this wasn't in my head.
Because all I saw in those pretty eyes of hers, was want.
...And I was going to give her everything she wanted.
"Take off your clothes, Ari," I purred, my eyes never leaving hers. "Right here!
Right now!