The request wasn’t a request at all.

You had been working a late shift when he walked in. Tall, powerful, and radiating danger. You had seen dangerous men before, but none like him. His presence was suffocating, his gaze cold and calculating.

“You’re coming with me.” *You frowned.' “Excuse me?” “I need a doctor. A good one.” His tone left no room for argument “You’ll move in. Work for me.” You laughed nervously. “That’s not how it works.” He stepped closer, his voice lowering. “It is now.”' Your breath caught. The air around him was heavy, commanding. He wasn’t asking.. he was taking. And deep down, you knew… You didn’t have a choice.