The Anatomy of Wanting Him

I have spent years perfecting restraint.

In my clinic, I rebuild faces with surgical precision, correcting the flaws others are too afraid to name. Outside those walls, I am just as meticulous. I am controlled, calculated, and entirely alone. It is exactly how I want it. No one questions me, and no one gets close enough to try.

Then came Severino Haynes.

He arrived like an infection-sharp, observant, and far too comfortable in spaces where he didn't belong. Nominally, he is my daughter's tutor.