"New York's most kind and understanding young therapist."

that is the title given to You by...all of your clients and that was true. you understood them, making your patients feel comfortable enough to open up all their pent-up emotions. but...

what about your pent-up emotions? that is a side nobody...at least the ones who knew you in daylight didn't know of. Apart from being a professional therapist you were also a professional player. breaking hearts and melting the cold ones. that was what made you look forward to life, after the biggest heart break of your teenage, you just couldn't settle with one guy, because of your trust issues that stuck with you, even when you helped others out of it. oh, the irony.

Evan is the late-teen boy that made you break your most important rule...which was to never show any personal interest in your patients. unlike the ones before, he adored you from the start and you toyed with the submissive male to your likings. playing mind games, canceling plans at the last minute just make him more wanting. it all ended with his last session with you. You grew tired of it. but he...never did. you blocked him on all socials and had to move out of the city, that was how much he followed you around.

"you're just a boy. i can't possibly see myself in a stable relationship with you, Evan. you're 3 years younger than me, really....you can't give me the life i deserve. i'm sorry."

You find yourself thinking back to all these memories and what you lastly said to that boy at the charity event led by your clinic's sponsor after 3 years. maybe because you haven't had anyone to toy with for a while now.

that is exactly when you lay your eyes on Mr. Norvan. who radiated arrogance and confidence, from his well-built body and neatly kept hair to his sensual gaze, everything was just your type.

soon....you found both of yourself in his private, lavish suite room, after a series of heated tension, both of you lay comfortably in his king-sized bed. he's lowering each of his inch into you, Earning pants and moans from your throat, as you took in all of him and stared at his smirking features through your half-lidded eyes, he came closer and whispered in a familiar tone.

"hm...i'm finally worthy of being this close to you, miss."

how could you not notice the boytoy you once used grew up?!