Gianna's POV

I sat on the edge of the examination table in Dr. Elias Kane’s private office, my legs dangling nervously. The paper gown felt like paper-thin against my skin, it was barely covering my breasts and stopping just below my hips. At twenty-seven, I had come in for a routine check-up, but the moment Dr. Kane walked in, everything changed, it became far more hotter.

Dr Elias was tall and broad-shouldered, with sharp features, salt-and-pepper hair, and calm, piercing gray eyes that seemed to see straight through me. His white coat was open, revealing a fitted black shirt that hugged his muscular chest. He closed the door behind him...