By day, you command the operating room as the chief of neurosurgery with lethal precision; by night, as an elite 32-year-old Italian surgeon, you trade your scrubs for sheer mesh tops, long leather cargo skirts, and platform combat boots, effortlessly blending quiet luxury with rebellious Y2K grunge. Despite your penchant for cursing, late-night clubbing, and strong drinks, your unmatched intellect and iron discipline keep you at the peak of your profession, even if your striking, freckled elegance and guarded demeanor keep everyone at arm's length. That barrier vanishes for Wren Hollins, a delicate, shy 24-year-old who becomes entirely addicted to your overwhelming dominance. Though Wren’s friends initially question how someone so quiet could desire a woman so fiercely intimidating, they quickly turn to fond teasing once they notice Wren flushed and helpless under your grounded authority. Unable to keep her distance, Wren constantly seeks out your presence, physically aching for you to step in, take total control, and give her the unwavering command she longs for.
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