Seeing me speechless, Simon immediately snatched his phone from my hand. He looked even angrier than before, as if I had crossed a line I shouldn't have crossed.

"Hello?"

"Simon, was your wife the one who answered my call? What now?"

"Calm down, it's okay! I'll be right there, just wait!" He said, ending the call.

I stood there, waiting for his explanation, my heart almost stopping. Simon glanced at me with a look of anger in his eyes. I didn't understand why he was so angry with me? What had I done wrong to make him so cold?

"Didn't I tell you never to touch my phone, let alone answer it!"

"What's wrong with a wife holding her husband's phone? What did I do wrong?"

"You're making me sicker by the day!"

"You're in a relationship with her? You're in a relationship with Erika Gonzales, aren't you...?" I shouted, filled with emotion, hoping he'd give me an explanation that would make me feel better.

"Are you accusing me of cheating?"

"It's true, you bastard...! Do you think I'm stupid? You went to her apartment to have sex with her, didn't you...?"

"Don't yell at me, you bastard...!"

A hard slap hit me in the face, making me fall to the ground. The slap made me accidentally bite my lip, causing it to bleed.

"Blood?" I muttered. Blood dripped onto the floor, and the pain worsened. I turned to Simon, hoping he'd regret it, apologize, and help me immediately. But instead, I was ignored.

He hurried away, leaving me wounded. I stood up and tried to chase after him. No matter how much it hurt, I didn't want him to see that woman again.

"Simon, wait...! Please don't go!" I said, pulling at his hand. I promised I'd forgive him as long as he stayed.

"Let go of me, I have to go now!"

"Take me to the hospital, please!"

"You're a nurse, you can treat yourself! Erika is in pain, she needs me!"

"I need you more, Simon! I'm your wife...!"

"Let go of my hand, don't you hear? Don't you see what you look like now? Go to church and become a nun, because no man will ever be interested in a boring woman like you again...!"

Simon slapped my hand away and left after shouting at me. I froze on the cold, empty floor of our house. Did I still have the right to cry? Was I allowed to cry? A woman like me, did I still deserve happiness?

***

"Nina, what happened to your lip?" Rachel asked when she saw my face. I smiled weakly and tried to look okay.

David approached me after hearing Rachel's words. The young man stood right in front of me and held my chin to examine my swollen, bruised lip and cheek.

"Did someone hit you?" David asked. He was even more worried about me than my own husband.

"I fell last night," I replied, swatting his hand away. I didn't want to linger, as it would only make them suspicious.

"Really? Your husband didn't hit you, did he?"

"No, David! He couldn't have hit me. My husband isn't a violent man!"

"Okay, then let me treat your wound!"

"That's not necessary, I've already applied the ointment."

"Nina...! Are you here?" Francesca, the head nurse at the clinic, exclaimed.

"Yes, I'm here, Francesca!"

"Okay, can you come to Doctor Pierre's office now? Today we'll have a patient referred for surgery, so this will be his first shift at the clinic. Doctor Hans has assigned you to assist him."

"Me?"

"Yes, considering you're one of the senior nurses and have worked at this clinic before. So Doctor Hans said you're the most skilled and responsive!"

"Wow, Nina, I thought you'd be promoted. You could be an assistant now, right?" Celine teased me.

"How could I possibly be a doctor's assistant? I'm just a nurse."

"By the way, Nina, that new doctor is really handsome. He's so young and incredibly handsome. It turns out not all geniuses are nerdy, huh?"

I responded to Celine's remark with a faint smile, and besides, I didn't have the energy to think about someone's appearance right now. My heart and mind were still in turmoil because Simon hadn't returned until morning. He hadn't even answered my calls or texts.

I walked to the office of Dr. Pierre Alexander, a neurosurgeon who was supposed to start work two weeks ago, but had been delayed until today.

Knock...knock...

"Excuse me, Dr. Pierre!" I said, knocking twice on his office door.

"Please come in!" He replied. I could hear a young man's voice, and as they say, I was a little amazed to see him sitting in his office chair wearing a light blue shirt.

He was a fair-skinned young man, tall and muscular, with dark brown hair and beautiful hazel eyes. He turned to me as I entered and smiled gently.

"Good morning, Nina Meiyer?" He greeted me.

"Yes, Doctor!"

"Nice to meet you. Doctor Hans recommended you to help me with my initial duties." It was unexpected. He was a friendly, smiling young doctor.

"I don't know why I was recommended," I said, trying to smile even though my lips and cheeks were still sore.

"Please sit!"

"Thank you," I said, sitting down in the chair in front of his desk.

He looked at me intently, as if noticing something odd about my face. The cut on my lip and the bruise on my cheek were too obvious to ignore.

"Are you okay? If you're feeling unwell, you can rest, and we can discuss things when you're feeling better."

"I'm fine, there's nothing to worry about!" I said, my voice trembling. My heart felt so fragile, the image of Simon's disgusted face constantly bothering me.

I should have stayed home today, waiting for him and checking for him. I wouldn't be able to work well if my feelings made me feel like I wasn't on the ground.

My tears flowed without me realizing it. I really didn't want to cry in front of someone I'd just met. But I didn't know where to take this pain.

Doctor Pierre rose from his seat and approached me, feeling guilty for confusing him with my behavior. He took my hand and asked me to stand up and look at him.

"I-I'm sorry, Doctor! I-"

Without a word, without warning, he kissed my lips. I was shocked, but my mind felt blank. The suddenness of his kiss actually made me forget my pain.

"Don't cry, Nina! Since when have you become such a weak woman?"

***

I was surprised to hear him address me as if this wasn't the first time we'd met. What was wrong with him? Had we met before?

"D-Doctor Pierre, I don't think we should be doing something like this. We-"

"Why not?"

"Of course, because we're colleagues and we're in the clinic, so-"

"Don't make me laugh, Nina! Isn't the workplace the perfect place to have fun?"

"What did you say?" I couldn't quite understand what he was saying. Doctor Pierre grabbed both of my hands and forced me into his embrace.

The scent of his soft perfume and his warm embrace made me wonder, when was the last time I'd felt a hug that made my soul flutter like this?

I tried not to get carried away, but his embrace tightened, making it impossible to resist. My hands began to caress his back, a signal that I was beginning to be captivated by him.

His hand grabbed my chin, forcing me to accept his kiss once more. As our lips met, I could taste the sweetness that filled my tongue and mouth. It felt so delicious that I couldn't stop savoring it.

His hands began to roam my back. This was our first time meeting, but why did our introduction feel so turbulent?

"D-Doctor Pierre, please don't-"

"Don't stop?"

"N-no, it's not that-"

"You don't like me, Nina?" He asked in a soft tone, making me unconsciously look into his eyes.

"N-no, I-I'm married! I have a husband and-"

"So what?"

"I can't do something like this, I-"

"So what if you do this with me? As long as your husband doesn't find out, it's safe, right?"

"No, Doctor! I can't, I-"

"You used to do this with several doctors, even your patients, right?"

"W-what? I-"

"Almost every day while I was in this clinic, you had sex with some men. Even with my brother and my father," he said. I was speechless at his shocking statement. His father and brother? How could I do that? Who was he really?

Doctor Pierre smiled coldly, his eyes telling me I had no right to refuse him. A few years ago, I had a bad reputation here, but Doctor John kept me around until I finally decided to resign to focus on being a housewife five years ago, though I ultimately decided to return to work to find something to distract me from the deep grief of losing my fetus.

"I don't understand what you're saying, Doctor!"

"You are so beautiful, Nina. And this body of yours makes me unable to forget you even though 10 years have passed since the day we met."

"You? Who are you really?"

"I was one of the patients you treated 10 years ago, a 17-year-old boy you rejected three times. Don't you remember him?"

My mind flashed back to that incident 10 years ago. A teenage patient I'd rejected three times? Of course I still remembered him.

A nerdy boy who'd been in an accident and required minor surgery on his skull, and he'd been hospitalized for two months.

"Really? He was a nerdy teenager back then?" I thought to myself, trying to study the handsome, tall, muscular young doctor standing before me. I could hardly believe he was that nerdy boy.

"You look so different, that's why I couldn't recognize you."

"Everyone changes when they're heartbroken. I was so crazy about you that I'd do anything to make you look at me!" He said. He held my hand, leaving me almost speechless. Indeed, he had now transformed into a young man so handsome that it felt like almost no woman could resist him.

Pierre guided my hand to touch his dick, which was still tucked into his pants. I shuddered, feeling something large and beginning to harden beneath his pants.

"I have a big dick, Nina. It's nine inches, don't you want to feel it?" He whispered, his voice growing heavier and deeper.

My body shivered, I began to feel aroused and curious about his penis. Although I was still trying to hold on and dedicate my life to God and my husband, the pain of what Simon had done to me yesterday seemed to be shattering my faith.

Should I hold on?

Should I hold on to my beliefs?

Should I push away the forbidden desires I was starting to feel now?

Doctor Pierre kissed my lips again, his passion growing increasingly violent and seemingly uncontrollable. I couldn't contain the desire that was beginning to affect my soul. Should I continue to uphold my faith, which I'd guarded for seven years?

I accepted and returned his kiss, while my hands increasingly aggressively squeezed his dick. Doctor Pierre pushed me against the wall and forced me to unbutton my shirt. He lifted my bra to reveal my breasts. He passionately sucked and nibbled on my nipples.

"Oh..." A soft moan escaped my lips. Simon and I hadn't had sex in three months, and for some reason, my body was desperately craving a man's touch.

"Take off your pants, Nina!"

"But we're in rush hour, Doctor! What if someone comes in and sees us doing this!"

"I've locked the door, and no one else can enter without my permission, don't worry!" He assured me. I nodded in agreement, my body unable to hold back any longer.

***

He led me to the patient's bed and asked me to lie down with my legs spread wide. He removed my panties and forced me to show him my vagina.

For some reason, I felt nervous, I hadn't had sex with any man other than my husband since we got married. The realization that another man was enjoying my body like this made me uneasy.

"Your pussy is already wet, Nina! You can't lie to me that you don't want it!"

"I didn't say I didn't want it, did I? I just, I-I just, oh fuck-" My words turned into moans as I felt Doctor Pierre's tongue lick my pussy.

I closed my eyes as my body began to tense from his oral stimulation. But the pleasure intensified as his tongue entered my vagina. I was afraid to make a sound and had to hold back my moans so they wouldn't get too loud.

But everything felt even crazier when he inserted two fingers inside, making me almost moan out loud.

"I'm going to cum...! Oh..." I said seconds before fluid gushed out of my vagina.

His face and hands were wet, but he smiled as I lay motionless before him. He unbuttoned his shirt and let me see his broad chest and tempting abdominal muscles.

He took off his trousers and underwear. As he had said, he had a truly big and long dick. My eyes were captivated, and my lust grew, making me want to devour it immediately.

Doctor Pierre held his semi-erect dick right in front of my face, signaling that he was ready to receive my counterattack.

Furiously, I grabbed and devoured it, sucking and sucking it like a vacuum cleaner. He seemed surprised that I was much more eager than he expected.

"Nina, oh..." He groaned, his breathing becoming very heavy. His dick was bigger than Simon's, and big dicks had always been my favorite.

The more I sucked, the bigger and harder it got until it felt so full in my mouth.

"I think that's enough, Nina! Lie down! Let me enjoy your pussy too!" He said. I immediately lay down on the bed and spread my legs wide. Doctor Pierre climbed onto the bed and positioned himself directly above me.

He rubbed his dick against my clitoris, providing additional stimulation before finally pushing his own into my very wet pussy.

"Uh...oh..." I moaned softly, even though I was trying to hold it in. He thrust his hips, making my vagina feel full and suffocated by his dick.

"How is it? Does it feel good?"

"Yes, it feels very good, Doctor!"

"Do you like my dick?"

"Yes, I really like it. It feels big and so full inside!"

"Thank goodness you like it, because I really like you too, Nina. I'm crazy about you! I want to be yours."

I put my underwear back on shortly after he ejaculated inside me. We'd been going at it for so long that I was worried someone might suspect something.

"Why do you look so panicked?" Pierre chuckled when he saw me quickly putting on my underwear, even though he hadn't even moved.

"Your patient will be here in about 40 minutes, Doctor!"

"But I want to make out first!"

"We don't have time, Doctor Pierre! We have to-"

"Are you satisfied?" He asked, embracing me again.

"Yes," I replied curtly. I'm embarrassed to admit it, but I was genuinely enjoying what we were doing.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and tried to stand on my tiptoes so he wouldn't have to bend his back so much to reach my lips. This time I felt bolder and more willing to accept his kiss.

"You look so much more beautiful and seductive."

"I'm 32, Doctor Pierre, I'm old lady! "

"So what? I love you and I don't care about any of that!"

"Do you love me?"

"Yes, I love you, Nina. I've loved you since I confessed my feelings to you that day. Even today, my feelings haven't changed, they're still the same as they were 10 years ago."

"But I'm married, Doctor Pierre! I-"

"I also have a fiancé."

"Really?"

"But I don't have any feelings for her, Nina! It was an arranged marriage I couldn't refuse," he said. His expression suddenly turned sad. I didn't know what to say now.

"Then, congratulations on your engagement, I'm so happy to-"

"Don't say that! I just want to be yours, Nina! Both then and now, I just want to be yours, only yours."

I was at a loss for words. His deep and emotional confession captivated me. I kissed him to comfort him.

"You're a very nice young man, Doctor Pierre! The woman you're engaged to is a very lucky woman."

"You're turning me on again, Nina!"

"But we only have 30 minutes left!"

"We can do this for 20 minutes, right?" He teased, and I became even more carried away.

I took off my panties again and lay down on the bed, guiding him to get on top of me again.

I held his dick and rubbed it with my hand to harden it even further and make it erect while our lips continued to ravage each other.

"Then let's do it again, Doctor!" I asked softly.

"Sure!" He said, thrusting his dick into my pussy, which was still filled with his sperm.

I held him tightly so he could do his work, and he rocked and thrust his hips at a fast pace, making me feel the tip of his dick pressing against the wall of my uterus.

"Uh...oh..." I couldn't hold back my moan, which made him smile.

"You're so sweet, Nina!"

"Don't flatter me, Doctor!"

"Can I be your boyfriend?"

"But you're already engaged, and I'm married!"

"You don't like me, Nina?"

"Please don't say anything that will confuse me!"

"Am I not handsome enough to be your boyfriend?"

"You're so handsome! But I already have a husband and-" I paused, unable to continue. The wound on my lip, which had previously faded away when I was too lost in my passionate passion, now felt the pain again.

My tears flowed without me realizing it, my heart aching so much. Pierre looked at me and immediately wiped my tears away. It was as if he could sense my sadness.

"Everything will be fine, Nina! I won't let anyone hurt you."