The moment Veronica stepped through the door, she shot me a playful glance."Landon, let's grab something to eat in the cafeteria," she said, her tone teasing. Before I could respond, she gestured to the woman beside her. "Let me introduce you. This is Delilah Cummings. She just transferred from another department." Then, with a hint of envy in her eyes, Veronica added, "She's the hottest woman in our hospital. Just look at her figure." Delilah blushed at the comment. She was a nurse, a few years older than me, but undeniably gorgeous. Even more striking than Veronica. Her head was bowed shyly, her eyes avoiding mine. I felt a spark of excitement. She was exactly my type. Veronica's behavior puzzled me. Was she trying to set me up, or was this some kind of game? I hadn't forgotten her subtle threat from before. "Will you be working in our department from now on?" I asked Delilah. "Yes," she answered softly, her blush deepening. "I hope to learn a lot from you, Dr. Weasley
Beneath her petite uniform, her skin was porcelain-smoothI gulped. The room fell into a hushed stillness. Our connection felt magnetic—unexpected yet undeniable. For the first time, I traced the contours of a woman's body with the gentle reverence of a lover. "Will you always treat me well?" Delilah asked. I nodded. "Perhaps." "That's not enough," she murmured, her gaze unwavering. "I need a promise." "I swear, I will always be good to you," I promised. A soft laugh escaped her lips. "You know, I've already deleted that video from Veronica's phone for you. I even replaced it with something else and renamed it. Veronica hasn't even noticed. I did it all for you. Don't let me down." When we left the break room, Veronica was nowhere to be found. I wondered where she had disappeared to. After a thorough search, I found her tucked away in a corner, her voice loud as she spoke into her phone. "Veronica, can you send me the video you took? Please! I'm begging you," the
"Is that so? Do you have proof to back your claims?" The director questioned her. "Yes, it happened in the break room, Dr. Weasley, he, he..." As Veronica spoke, tears welled up in her eyes. At that moment, Dr. McCartney looked at me with a smug expression. "Dr. Weasley, do you remember the threats you made against me during your night shift? I bet you didn't expect today to be your last here," Dr. McCartney whispered to me. "What exactly happened? Speak up, I'll stand up for you here," the director demanded, his eyes wide as he stared at me in disbelief. "Dr. Weasley, he... he hurt me in the middle of the night." Veronica's words hit me like a thunderbolt, and I couldn't sit still. If what she said was true, I was facing a prison sentence. "Veronica, don't slander me!" I shouted. "I have evidence," Veronica retorted.Before I could respond, she pulled out her phone and played a video. In the video, I saw Veronica, scantily clad. The man with her was none other tha
How crazy can a night-shift nurse really be?Only those who have lived through it know.My name is Landon Weasley, and I'm a medical doctor, fresh out of graduate school.After I graduated, I didn't take a position at one of the major city hospitals, as most of my peers did. Instead, I returned to my hometown and took a job at a private hospital there. The hospital director promised me a promotion to deputy director after one year of service.If it hadn't been for that promise, I wouldn't have come back. But I believed him.In the third month of my tenure, the director called me into his office and said that due to the shortage of medical staff, they were short on personnel for the night shifts. He insisted that working night shifts was an essential experience if I wanted to become vice-director.I believed him and accepted without hesitation.That night, I finished my rounds around eleven o'clock and was passing by the break room when I heard something... unusual.It was a s
"Landon," Veronica's voice was a soft whisper in the stillness."What is it?" I asked."Do you know... I really like you?" Her words hung in the air, her cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson. My heart pounded in my chest, the rhythm erratic and wild. A confession in the dead of night from a nurse! This was a first for me since joining the hospital."I... I..." I stuttered, my nerves getting the better of me."What? You don't like me?" Her face fell slightly at my hesitation."No, no, that's not it.""So, you do like me then." Her hand found mine and placed it on her thigh. "Landon, I know men like to touch a girl's thigh, am I right?" Her words were bold, her actions bolder. "You like me, I like you. I'm yours sooner or later, so there's no harm in letting you touch me now."Her thigh was smooth and soft beneath my hand. The sensation was intoxicating. My body was on fire. Beads of sweat began forming on my forehead. "Landon, you're sweating. Let me help you." As s
I scoffed inwardly. As a candidate for the position of Deputy Director, I would not allow such a situation to occur. Upon seeing me, Veronica let out a startled cry and leaped from the table. "Dr. Weasley, save me, I was forced into this," she pleaded, rushing to my side with a pitiful expression, clutching my arm. "Dr. Weasley, you must stand up for me." Dr. McCartney, on the other hand, remained calm. "Dr. Weasley, do you believe her?" he asked, his voice steady. "In truth, she was the one who seduced me first, otherwise, how could she..." "Enough," I cut him off firmly. "I only see you bullying her. Dr. McCartney, I advise you to behave during your night shifts. One call from me to the Director, and you know the consequences." Dr. McCartney remained silent, but I noticed his hand clenched into a tight fist. I knew they were both playing a game, and they probably knew I was playing along. If that was the case, I decided to play it to the hilt. "Veronica, as a woman,
As the thought crossed my mind, I held my breath, straining to catch every word of their conversation. Dr. McCartney was speaking, "Veronica, are you sure Dr. Weasley is asleep?" "Don't worry about him," she replied, "I just checked his office. He's sleeping like a log, snoring and all." "I've been observing him these past few days. He sleeps till dawn. He won't hear a word we say." Dr. McCartney continued, "Veronica, are you certain Dr. Weasley discovered what happened between us in the office that night?" They were talking about me! What happened between them that night? Could he be referring to the sounds I heard from the break room yesterday as I passed by? I had initially suspected the woman was Veronica. It seems I was right. Veronica confirmed, "I'm certain. I tested him that day, and he let something slip. I have no doubt.""In that case, we'll need to get rid of Dr. Weasley. You still have the video of you seducing him in the break room on your phone, right?"
"Is that so? Do you have proof to back your claims?" The director questioned her. "Yes, it happened in the break room, Dr. Weasley, he, he..." As Veronica spoke, tears welled up in her eyes. At that moment, Dr. McCartney looked at me with a smug expression. "Dr. Weasley, do you remember the threats you made against me during your night shift? I bet you didn't expect today to be your last here," Dr. McCartney whispered to me. "What exactly happened? Speak up, I'll stand up for you here," the director demanded, his eyes wide as he stared at me in disbelief. "Dr. Weasley, he... he hurt me in the middle of the night." Veronica's words hit me like a thunderbolt, and I couldn't sit still. If what she said was true, I was facing a prison sentence. "Veronica, don't slander me!" I shouted. "I have evidence," Veronica retorted.Before I could respond, she pulled out her phone and played a video. In the video, I saw Veronica, scantily clad. The man with her was none other tha
Beneath her petite uniform, her skin was porcelain-smoothI gulped. The room fell into a hushed stillness. Our connection felt magnetic—unexpected yet undeniable. For the first time, I traced the contours of a woman's body with the gentle reverence of a lover. "Will you always treat me well?" Delilah asked. I nodded. "Perhaps." "That's not enough," she murmured, her gaze unwavering. "I need a promise." "I swear, I will always be good to you," I promised. A soft laugh escaped her lips. "You know, I've already deleted that video from Veronica's phone for you. I even replaced it with something else and renamed it. Veronica hasn't even noticed. I did it all for you. Don't let me down." When we left the break room, Veronica was nowhere to be found. I wondered where she had disappeared to. After a thorough search, I found her tucked away in a corner, her voice loud as she spoke into her phone. "Veronica, can you send me the video you took? Please! I'm begging you," the
The moment Veronica stepped through the door, she shot me a playful glance."Landon, let's grab something to eat in the cafeteria," she said, her tone teasing. Before I could respond, she gestured to the woman beside her. "Let me introduce you. This is Delilah Cummings. She just transferred from another department." Then, with a hint of envy in her eyes, Veronica added, "She's the hottest woman in our hospital. Just look at her figure." Delilah blushed at the comment. She was a nurse, a few years older than me, but undeniably gorgeous. Even more striking than Veronica. Her head was bowed shyly, her eyes avoiding mine. I felt a spark of excitement. She was exactly my type. Veronica's behavior puzzled me. Was she trying to set me up, or was this some kind of game? I hadn't forgotten her subtle threat from before. "Will you be working in our department from now on?" I asked Delilah. "Yes," she answered softly, her blush deepening. "I hope to learn a lot from you, Dr. Weasley
Why did she still want to meet me in the break room? Was she planning to film another video to ensnare me? Didn't she already have one? What game was she playing now? Ever since I overheard her conversation with Dr. McCartney last night, I'd been devising a counter-strategy. Even if I couldn't secure the position of Deputy Director, I'd make sure Dr. McCartney didn't either. And as for Veronica, I'd make sure she wouldn't have it easy either. How dare the two of them gang up on me... Just moments ago, I found the break room's camera and destroyed it. Did she think she could deceive me with surveillance footage again? Not a chance. To avoid arousing Veronica's suspicion about the damaged camera, I tampered with it a bit more, so that it would only be capable of capturing a static image of the break room, forever frozen in one frame. "Veronica," I said, "I've locked the break room door. The key is with me. From now on, we'll adhere to company rules: punctual attendance and
As the thought crossed my mind, I held my breath, straining to catch every word of their conversation. Dr. McCartney was speaking, "Veronica, are you sure Dr. Weasley is asleep?" "Don't worry about him," she replied, "I just checked his office. He's sleeping like a log, snoring and all." "I've been observing him these past few days. He sleeps till dawn. He won't hear a word we say." Dr. McCartney continued, "Veronica, are you certain Dr. Weasley discovered what happened between us in the office that night?" They were talking about me! What happened between them that night? Could he be referring to the sounds I heard from the break room yesterday as I passed by? I had initially suspected the woman was Veronica. It seems I was right. Veronica confirmed, "I'm certain. I tested him that day, and he let something slip. I have no doubt.""In that case, we'll need to get rid of Dr. Weasley. You still have the video of you seducing him in the break room on your phone, right?"
I scoffed inwardly. As a candidate for the position of Deputy Director, I would not allow such a situation to occur. Upon seeing me, Veronica let out a startled cry and leaped from the table. "Dr. Weasley, save me, I was forced into this," she pleaded, rushing to my side with a pitiful expression, clutching my arm. "Dr. Weasley, you must stand up for me." Dr. McCartney, on the other hand, remained calm. "Dr. Weasley, do you believe her?" he asked, his voice steady. "In truth, she was the one who seduced me first, otherwise, how could she..." "Enough," I cut him off firmly. "I only see you bullying her. Dr. McCartney, I advise you to behave during your night shifts. One call from me to the Director, and you know the consequences." Dr. McCartney remained silent, but I noticed his hand clenched into a tight fist. I knew they were both playing a game, and they probably knew I was playing along. If that was the case, I decided to play it to the hilt. "Veronica, as a woman,
"Landon," Veronica's voice was a soft whisper in the stillness."What is it?" I asked."Do you know... I really like you?" Her words hung in the air, her cheeks flushed a deep shade of crimson. My heart pounded in my chest, the rhythm erratic and wild. A confession in the dead of night from a nurse! This was a first for me since joining the hospital."I... I..." I stuttered, my nerves getting the better of me."What? You don't like me?" Her face fell slightly at my hesitation."No, no, that's not it.""So, you do like me then." Her hand found mine and placed it on her thigh. "Landon, I know men like to touch a girl's thigh, am I right?" Her words were bold, her actions bolder. "You like me, I like you. I'm yours sooner or later, so there's no harm in letting you touch me now."Her thigh was smooth and soft beneath my hand. The sensation was intoxicating. My body was on fire. Beads of sweat began forming on my forehead. "Landon, you're sweating. Let me help you." As s
How crazy can a night-shift nurse really be?Only those who have lived through it know.My name is Landon Weasley, and I'm a medical doctor, fresh out of graduate school.After I graduated, I didn't take a position at one of the major city hospitals, as most of my peers did. Instead, I returned to my hometown and took a job at a private hospital there. The hospital director promised me a promotion to deputy director after one year of service.If it hadn't been for that promise, I wouldn't have come back. But I believed him.In the third month of my tenure, the director called me into his office and said that due to the shortage of medical staff, they were short on personnel for the night shifts. He insisted that working night shifts was an essential experience if I wanted to become vice-director.I believed him and accepted without hesitation.That night, I finished my rounds around eleven o'clock and was passing by the break room when I heard something... unusual.It was a s