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Hidden Desires – Chapter 7 – Misplaced Prescription

By Jonas Khanwald

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Hey everyone!Apologies for the long gap between updates—college and studies have been keeping me insanely busy lately. But finally, we're back on track!This chapter picks up right where we left off in the previous one, so if the details are a bit hazy, I recommend giving the earlier chapters a quick read to refresh your memory.As always, I’d love to hear your thoughts and feedback in the comments. Your support means a lot!- Jonas Priya’s alarm buzzed at 6:30 a.m., pulling her from a dream she couldn’t quite remember but left her smiling. She stretched, the morning light spilling through her bedroom curtains. Today felt different. She wanted to look good, maybe a little too good. Standing in front of her wardrobe, she shifted through her collection of sarees. Her fingers paused on a lavender one, its thin, silky fabric catching her eye. It wasn’t see-through, but it hugged the…

Hidden Pulse – Chapter 6 – Aftermath

By Jonas Khanwald

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Sandeep couldn't sleep that night. The day's events replayed in his mind over and over, each thought burdened with guilt. What had he done? How had he allowed himself to cross that line with Priya? His assistant, a junior doctor. He let his personal urges to take control. How he had lost control, driven by desire. As for Priya, she was equally unsettled by what had happened, though not in the same way. She felt a rush of excitement from the intimacy, the memory of Sandeep kissing her navel. It wasn't what she had expected, but she couldn't deny the attraction she'd long held for him. The moment had stirred feelings she hadn’t anticipated, and now, she was left wondering how to deal with them. The clinic buzzed with it's usual activity the next day. Sandeep and Priya both avoided eye contact. Their glances brushed each other, but neither dared…

Hidden Pulse – Chapter 5 – The Taste of Obsession

By Jonas Khanwald

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The storage facility outside Sandeep's private cabin was small, with dim lighting. Boxes were stacked neatly, leaving just enough room for them to maneuver. Priya stood there,her white lab coat that flowed gracefully over her black churidar styled with a blue denim jeans. Her curly hair framed her face beautifully, with a few strands playfully falling over her cheek, adding a touch of cuteness. Those eyes of hers were like magnets, drawing Sandeep in and holding his attention. As he held the belt in his hands, he could feel the tension in the air. Sandeep's body language spoke volumes—hesitation and awkwardness mixed with nervousness. Priya noticed his hesitation, the subtle quiver in his stance, and it sparked a playful confidence in her. She was ready to take charge. “Come on, Doctor” she said playfully, leaning in slightly. “Let’s get this done quickly. What are you waiting for?” Sandeep, still caught…

Hidden Pulse – Chapter 4 – Priya: The Radiant Presence

By Jonas Khanwald

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Priya was a breath of fresh air, the kind of woman who brought light wherever she went. In the bustling clinic where stress often hung in the air like a thick fog, Priya was the one who effortlessly dispelled it with her infectious laughter. At 27, she was young, ambitious. Priya was always the life of the party, even in the most mundane of situations. Her colleagues would often marvel at how she managed to bring joy into their daily routines, making long shifts seem lighter and the most challenging days feel manageable. She was beautiful in a way that went beyond mere appearances. Priya had a natural charm, her curly hair was her main highlight, and her captivating eyes often held a mischievous glint. Her almond-shaped eyes, deep and expressive, were the kind that seemed to draw people in without effort and the gentle curve of her lips always…

Hidden Pulse – Chapter 3 – Memories of Desire

By Jonas Khanwald

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Sandeep exhaled, leaning back in his chair. His earlier encounter with that Instagram reel had stirred something deep within him, reigniting desires he had long kept buried. His thoughts drifted back to Vrinda—their memories together, the tender moments, and the times when nothing in the world seemed more perfect than the love they shared. His eyes closed as scenes from his past played out in his mind. He hesitated for a moment, but then he picked his phone up, scrolling through the photos he hadstored—pictures of him and Vrinda during the good days. A faint smile crept across his face as he saw images of their happier moments: vacations, anniversaries, and simple candid shots at home. One photo, in particular, caught his attention. It was from their last wedding anniversary, a trip they had taken to Thailand, the summer before their separation. In the photo, they were standing by the…

Hidden Pulse – Chapter 2 – Beneath the White Coat

By Jonas Khanwald

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Sandeep entered his clinic, greeted by the familiar hum of activity. His clinic, located in the heart of the bustling city, was more than just a medical center—it was a testament to his hard-earned reputation. Patients from all walks of life sought him out, some traveling miles to get an appointment. The waiting room was already filled with individuals clutching token numbers. Sandeep acknowledged them with a polite nod and a warm, reassuring smile, his white coat catching the soft light as he strode throughthe clinic. The clinic itself was a reflection of Sandeep's meticulous nature. It was spacious, with state-of-the-art equipment gleaming under the soft LED lights. The walls were adorned with certificates and accolades that spoke of Sandeep's accomplishments, each one representing a milestone in his illustrious career. His team of nurses and staff moved efficiently, their respect for Sandeep evident in the way they quickly responded to…

Hidden Pulse – Chapter 1 – Echoes of Love and Regret

By Jonas Khanwald

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Sandeep woke to the soft chime of his phone vibrating on the small desk, the morning sun barely peeking through the curtains. Still feeling dizzy, he reached for the phone and his heart skipped a beat when he saw the name on the screen—Vrinda. For a brief moment, hope flared in his chest. Maybe, just maybe, she was calling him. Maybe she wanted to talk about things, to reconnect, to tell him something—anything—that would break the silence between them. His fingers hesitated over the screen as his pulse quickened. But when he finally answered, his heart fell slightly, the surge of excitement settling into something gentler. “Hello?” “Good morning, Dad!” It was Vaishak’s voice, cheerful and lively, instantly brightening the room. Sandeep smiled, his initial disappointment fading into warmth. "Of course, it’s Vaishak" he thought, and though he missed Vrinda deeply, hearing his son’s voice was enough to make the…