All Chapters of Nightingale: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

After the surgery, she walked back to the ER to look at the patients she hadn’t attended in two days.The surgery was a long and successful procedure. She was a little tired due to standing there for 6 hours but it was fine. She decided to check on the patients and call it a day.Dimitri was right when he included her in the surgery, as it did give her a boost to her confidence. She was glad that he chose her over so many other people which naturally made her want to work betterShe looked at her phone for the time and walked to the front desk. “Can I get a list of all of the patients, Sheila?” Ayra asked her. Sheila just nodded and looked between some memo pads before handing her one.Ayra took it from her and thanked and looked through the patient’s list. She was surprised to come across one particular name.“Hey, how is Thomas still here?” Ayra asked Sheila looking up.“Dr. Manor let

He marched towards her hurriedly and roughly yanked her arm. Ayra gasped in shock but her emotions soon changed into horror when she noted how angry and scary Dimitri looked.He pulled her inside with him not bothering to care if he was hurting her or not. His hold on her was extremely harsh and his fingernails dug into her milky white skin. “Dr. Vittori, please. You are hurting me,” she said as she dropped her bag and held his arm, and tried to remove his fingers one by one.Without listening to her, he pulled her up the stairs and to her room and pushed her inside, roughly, making her stumble.She balanced herself holding the edge of the bed and turned around to look at Dimitri, who was seething. He reached her in two long strides and held both of her wrists behind her back and backed her to the wall behind her.It all happened so fast, that the next thing Ayra knows is that she is pinned to a wall with both of her

A soft moan escaped her lips when she felt something warm and tingling over her left nipple. She slowly opened her eyes to see Dimitri hovering over her and sucking on her left nipple. She shifted on her elbows and looked around. It was still pretty dark.She moaned loudly when he shifted his weight on his elbows and was completely covering her. His eyes remained fixed on her caramel ones. He sensually rolled his tongue around her nipple. She hung her head back as he continued to bite her soft nipple.He moved to her other nipple as he pushed her back down on the bed. Spreading her legs apart with his knees, he positioned himself at her entrance.She was still a bit uncomfortable from their first time. Shooting his hand up to her throat, he gripped it lightly as Ayra moaned lightly when bit and pulled on her sensitive nipple.And as the moan escaped her lips, he slammed his thick and throbbing member into her roughly

“Thank you so….” Ayra’s voice trailed off as Dimitri cupped her face and roughly shoved his tongue inside her mouth. His kiss was urgent and needy.He rolled his tongue around hers as both of them fought for dominance. He pulled her by her waist till her tender breasts were plastered against his chest. He loved the feeling of her soft blossom against his.He could feel her pebbled nipples through the thin fabric of her shirt. She looked absolutely desirable in the white shirt and wide-legged pants she wore tonight.Dimitri took Ayra out for dinner. When Antonio found out that Dimitri and Ayra had moved in together recently, he took Sofia on a tour of the west coast. His parents neither acknowledged nor spoke about Dimitri and Ayra’s relationship.“Fuck, baby!” He growled as he pulled away but instead caught her off guard as he threw her tiny body over his shoulder and spanked her, earning a yelp from her.

She stood there. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead and She constantly kept on wiping the sweat off of her forehead.She took a shaky step forward. Her hands moved forward to cut the vein but froze. A loud cry echoed through. She looked up to see the same man. The same man she killed.“Ayra,” someone shook her violently. She turned to her right to see a nurse standing next to her, surprised. Snapping out of her daze, she looked around. Everyone was giving her curious looks.“I’m sorry,” she said and handed the surgical scissors to the nurse and rushed out of the surgery room. She discard whatever she was wearing and ran straight to the locker room and slumped on the floor.Three weeks, but she was still not over the death of the patient from the accident.She pulled her knees closer to her chest as she buried her face in the valley between her legs and chest.She was sobbing. She couldn&rsqu