And then there’s the kind you’re born to burn for.
I’ve met men who fix things for a living—usually their credit scores or their public image.
Charlie Dane? He fixes bones. Bleeds for strangers. Walks through fire like it’s a Saturday errand.
And he does it all without asking for applause.
He was supposed to be a ride. A favor.
A mechanic or a bodyguard or some other blue-collar fantasy I’d forget the second I stepped back into my curated life
But I didn’t forget.
Not the smirk. Not the hands. Not the way he looked at me like...
There’s the kind of man you’re born to marry.
And then there’s the kind you’re born to burn for.
I’ve met men who fix things for a living—usually their credit scores or their public image.
Charlie Dane? He fixes bones. Bleeds for strangers. Walks through fire like it’s a Saturday errand.
And he does it all without asking for applause.
He was supposed to be a ride. A favor.
A mechanic or a bodyguard or some other blue-collar fantasy I’d forget the second I stepped back into my curated life
But I didn’t forget.
Not the smirk. Not the hands. Not the way he looked at me like he knew every sharp edge I’d ever tried to hide behind sequins and sarcasm.
They say I’m a spoiled little rich girl who always gets what she wants.
But this time?
I want the one man who doesn’t give a damn about my last name.
Charlie Dane doesn’t play by society’s rules.
He plays by his own.
And now?
He’s playing me.
The Medic is a dark romance with obsessive, possessive themes. It’s the sixth in the Dominion Hall series but can be read as a standalone.
Warning: This book contains a morally gray antihero, explicit sexual content, and profanity. Recommended for 18+.
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About the Dominion Hall series:
Seven men. One brotherhood.
Built in Charleston, South Carolina in the shadows of war and wealth, Dominion Hall isn’t just a mansion—it’s their fortress. Ruthless. Untouchable. Dangerous.
But even the strongest men fall… for the wrong woman.
Enemies will come.
Betrayal will burn.
And the men of Dominion Hall?
They’ll bury anyone who dares to touch what’s theirs.
Possessive. Jealous. Obsessive.
These billionaires don’t share. They claim.
For fans of dangerous love, anti-heroes who live by their own rules, and the women who bring them to their knees.
