Doctors are supposed to heal a girl's heart. But these three billionaire MDs are all about breaking them...before falling in love.
To get closer to handsome Greek surgeon Konstantin Manolis, shy and quiet Eve feigns illness, and well, who knows what can happen after that?
Just One Night
After four long years of waiting, athlete-turned-surgeon Lucian Stanhope is ready to claim what's his: Audra, his former student...and the only girl who's been able to resist him.
One and Only
British tycoon and newly elected hospital director William Stanhope pretends to be a mild-mannered nerd in order to win the heart of his man-hating secretary.
Nothing much surprised Konstantin these days, but when the broodingly handsome Greek surgeon studied his list of appointments for the next day, one particular booking caused a frown to crease his forehead and question his eyesight.
Picking up the receiver, he asked for Agnes to come in his office, and his secretary, a stern-looking widow in her fifties, showed up on his doorway a moment later.
"There's a consultation you penciled in for tomorrow..."
"Ah yes. That's Eve from payroll."
So it was her.
That shy little brunette he had saved from getting sexually harrassed by her former supervisor, and who had then foolishly imagined herself in love with him afterwards.
That girl actually scheduled a consultation with him about...hyperphilia?
Konstantin was amused...and more than a little impressed. Never would he have seen this coming, and he would still probably refuse to believe it even if his own ancestors rose from their graves to deliver such a prophecy.
She had been stealing looks at him for over two years now, and she had become his private source of entertainment, with the way she constantly betrayed herself without even knowing it.
He had actually lost count of the number of times she had ended up walking into doors and walls simply because she had been too busy staring at him rather than looking at where she was going.
And just earlier, Konstantin had also seen the way she had poured two cups' worth of orange juice into a single cup, and all because she had been too busy staring at him grab a can of iced coffee from the vendo.
The way she could be so childish in her admiration was cute, and while Eve herself was cute...
She just wasn't his type.
Or at least she hadn't been...until now.
Maybe, just maybe...
Because Konstantin had never been interested in mousy little virgins like Eve, he had been extra careful not to lead her on in any way. Instead, he had simply let her be, thinking that the girl would eventually tire of him.
But now that she had actually made a move...and to even go as far as listing down hyperphilia, a condition in which an individual suffered from excessive sexual desires...
Maybe...just maybe...she wasn't as mousy and boring as he thought?