A Prestigious Internship Opportunity

Zara's POV

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

The incessant knocking wasn't ready to stop. I was damn sure it would be Xander. It felt like he was pouring down his wedding night's rage of not having me in bed. He had to be up in his arms wondering why was his bride missing and where the fuck was she when she should have been in her husband's home, in his bedroom.

There was nothing to cover my body. I couldn't meet my husband naked. Dammit! What should I do? But I couldn't make him wait for longer.

I decided to keep the door slightly ajar by that I could possibly prevent Xander from finding out that his wife fucked a random stranger to pour down her humiliation.

I opened the door and my eyes widened after what I saw next.

An old lady in her fifties was standing at the door. She was wearing the same uniform as the other girls. It looked like she was a senior maid.

"Why would you knock like there's an earthquake?" I said, enraged.

The maid simply held her head low and I ranted further, "Are you trying to scare me? Why are you here?"

Still no answer.

This was heating my blood and I was all set to blast on her until one of the former maids rushed in.

"Madam, Madam! I am really sorry for her mistake. But she can't speak. She is mute." The maid explained.

The sudden discovery of her muteness hit my heart deeply and I felt guilty of how I was scolding her.

I said, my voice tainted with guilt, "Oh but why were you knocking at my door?"

She forwarded a ringing device to me. That was my phone.

Soon, the old lady started communicating in sign language and the young maid put the same in words to make me understand.

"Someone has been trying to call you for quite some time now. There were 5 back to back missed calls and I felt that there could be some emergency due to which I was knocking at your door." The maid acted as the voice of the old one.

I gaped down at my ringing phone. It was a call from my college classmate, Andrew. He wasn't just my college classmate but also a good, close friend of mine. I was about to receive the call but it got disconnected. I was sure he might be having an emergency case for which he was calling me incessantly.

I hurriedly looked up at the maids and said, "There's no towel or bathrobe inside. Can I have one please?"

The young maid apologized, "Oh no. I am really sorry for the inconvenience caused. I will get a fresh set for you, Madam."

With that both the maids ran away.

I closed the bathroom door and leaned my body against the door.

I should be calling Andrew.

The call was answered in just one ring.

"Hello, Zara. I have been trying to call you so many times." A pressing voice came from the other end.

"Sorry, I didn't hear my phone. Tell me what's the matter?"

I received a knock at the door and I knew it would be the maid with a towel.

Keeping the phone on speaker, I placed it beside the basin while I hurriedly took the towel and wrapped it around my body.

"We have a seriously injured patient in the hospital right now. Can you reach the hospital as soon as possible and treat him?" Andrew explained.

After tucking my towel, I looked at the time. It was 8:00 PM already.

Andrew said, "Zara, you there?"

"Yeah, I am here and I will reach the hospital, don't worry." I said before getting out of the bathroom.

After disconnecting the call, I quickly dressed up and left the mansion to go to the hospital.

Once I reached my small personal space, unofficially referred to as my office, I thought of dropping a text message to Andrew. This case was a critical one and that was why Andrew was calling me so many times. I needed to assure him that I was in the hospital already.

I took my phone out of my purse and typed out.

~I reached the hospital and I am heading to attend to the patient.~

I got two instant messages from Andrew.

~That's great.~

~Keep me updated about the case, Zara.~

~Sure thing!~ I said before keeping the phone back inside my purse.

I quickly wore my doctor coat, and took a green mask. After wearing it, I headed out.

One of the nurses was waiting outside my room. She said, "Doctor Zara, the critical case is in ward 6 on the fourth floor."

I nodded and quickly took an elevator with the nurse tagging along. The nurse handed me the file of the patient and I quickly scanned it to know what exactly was the condition of the patient and what was my duty to exercise.

Once we reached the fourth floor, the elevator doors opened and we quickly made it outside. Strangely I spotted the men in black guarding the ward 6 room. It looked like the patient was a reputed man, a VIP or else why would guards be employed right outside the room. But who could he be?

There wasn't any time to think about it and I quickly dashed inside the dimly lit room. After rounding the green screen, I made it to the hospital bed to find the patient all set on the bed, his back facing me.

I walked up to the bed and said gently, "Hello sir, I am the doctor that shall be treating your wounds."

The man in the bed nodded. Why did I feel I had seen him somewhere before too? His back was filled with bruises and dead blood. I quickly injected him with temporary anaesthesia to numb his back.

Calmly I took the instruments in my hand and started cleaning his wounds first. While I was busy cleaning his wounds, I noticed one strange thing. His muscular back didn't only have serious cuts and bruises but also some nail marks.

Those nail marks and bite marks in his muscular back reminded me of something that had me shaken for a second.

Wait! Was this man the one with whom I had sex last night?

I scanned the bite mark on his shoulder blade that took me back to the moment where out of arousal and high sexual desire, I had bitten him hard.

Yes, he was my one-night-stand and there was no doubt about it. So, I had sex with a wealthy man last night? My pussy throbbed on the very realization of the man who fucked me hard, giving me butterflies in my lower half.

However, I was in the middle of a serious case and thus, I calmed myself down and I was completely focused on sewing his wounds. I made him sleep sideways and reached for his front body wherein I sewed the fresh wounds down his abs. I wanted to see who the man was but the dim light didn't facilitate me to do so.

I wondered from where did this man get so many injuries. I had too many questions to ask him but this wasn't the right time and I worked my way tight-lipped.

Once I was done with my work, I said gently, "It's done, sir. Please take a good rest and restrain yourself from moving too much."

The man's face was still not visible but I felt butterflies in my stomach when he opened his mouth and let out his sultry voice.

"Thank you so much, doctor."

I simply nodded and waited there for a few seconds but it looked like this man didn't recognize that I was the lady whom he fucked last night.

I got back to the office and cleaned myself before I received a text message from Charles, the director of the hospital.

I went to Charles' office and said, "Hello, sir. Did you call me?"

Charles showed his hand and gestured to me to sit. He looked serious and this in turn was worrying me. What did he have to say?

Charles said, "Zara, I was going through the internship opportunities, and I also visited Lennon hospital to enrol the candidates from our hospital to be a part of the internship opening that's available there."

My eyes shone when I heard about Lennon hospital. Well, needless to say, it was one of the top hospitals in the UK and it was my dream to earn the internship opportunity over there.

"Thank you so much, director, I…" I went ahead to express my gratitude but the director stopped me abruptly.

He frowned, "I am not done yet, Zara."

I apologized to him and he continued gravely, "Zara, the entire trust of this hospital is aware of the hard work you have been putting at this job. You should have earned this internship opportunity but it's already given away."

What?! How was that even possible? The internship was opened just a few days back and it's already completed.

I asked the director, "Could you tell me who got that internship?"

The director cleared his throat and said, "Tania Cooper."

Wait! What? How the fuck was it possible for Tania to get this internship. The best of the best doctors got this internship opportunity and Tania was nowhere in the rank. She was the kind of chick who wouldn't do her duties. She had been fucking imposing her hospital duties over my shoulders every now and then. It was impossible for me to believe that a low-skilled doctor like Tania got selected.

It appeared like the director read my mind from my frowning face and he said, "I know it's a bit shocking to know that Tania got this internship, Zara."

I swallowed hard before speaking.

"But, sir, isn't this winter Internship open for a good four months? How did the internship opportunity get wrapped up in a matter of a few days?" I questioned professionally.

The director dropped the bombshell.

"Zara, it's because Tania didn't have to go through the rounds of selection interviews etc. I got to know that she was directly given this internship opportunity by Mr. Xander Walters." He explained.

What the hell? Xander Walters? My husband?! Why would my husband give this internship to Tania? Did Xander and Tania know each other beforehand?