All Chapters of Naughty & Fierce: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Bienley arrived at the doctor's lounge a full thirty minutes ahead of his usual time. A sense of foreboding had settled heavily in his gut. Dr. Wad's unwavering determination to report the incident the day before had set off alarm bells in his mind, and he couldn't shake the feeling that today was going to be a disaster.He dreaded the moment Dr. Tan would get wind of the complaint. He knew Dr. Tan well enough to anticipate the outburst of rage that was bound to occur. The man had a fiery temper and was known for not taking kindly to any challenge to his authority or reputation.As he waited for Josh and Kit, Bienley tried to use the time to go over his notes. But his mind was a whirlwind of worry and uncertainty. Every time he tried to focus reading, his thoughts would drift back to the impending confrontation. The words on the page blurred together, and he found himself rereading the same sentences over and over again without really comprehending them.Then, the soft click of the o

"Damn it!" Sam's eyes darted around the lobby, his mind racing as he attempted to size up the situation. He considered scouring all the ground-floor restrooms in search of Bienley. If Drey had made him wait, it was highly unlikely that Bienley had managed to get access to the elevator. Yet, the thought of Bienley deciding to leave the building sent a cold shiver down Sam's spine. The place was huge, and if that were the case, finding him would be an absolute nightmare. He'd either have to utilize the facility's resources to track him down or face dire consequences.The entire facility was outfitted with CCTV cameras, but accessing the system meant dealing with the head of security. And once the head security was in the loop about his mission, Devon Dalton would surely find out that his boyfriend was missing on the outskirts of a vast oil refinery, surrounded by all sorts of hazards."Do you remember what he looks like?" Sam whipped around to face Drey once more."Yes, Mr. Sam. I co

In the quiet embrace of Devon's office, the air was thick with unspoken words and a tender intimacy. "You could have called me," Devon murmured softly, his voice a gentle caress. He drew in a deep breath, filling his senses with Bienley's uniquely sweet aroma, like a warm, comforting melody. As he did, his fingers ran through Bienley's soft, silken hair, as if trying to soothe away any lingering stress.The two were nestled together on the couch, a haven of warmth and security. Bienley had just finished the steaming bowl of noodle soup he'd craved, a simple pleasure after a long and arduous day. Now, ensconced in Devon's arms, he finally allowed himself to relax. It was only then that he'd realized how ravenous he'd been, his body and mind too preoccupied with the day's turmoil to register the pangs of hunger."I forgot my phone at the hospital," Bienley whispered, his eyes closed, the words slipping from his lips like a soft sigh. The tranquility of the moment was like a gentle l

A chorus of startled gasps ricocheted through the lobby, drawing every eye like a magnetic force to Bienley. Even the resident doctors, who had been standing beside him, found their gazes drawn to their friend.Josh and Kit shared a knowing, conspiratorial smile, their eyes twinkling with amusement. With a friendly pat on Bienley's back, they conveyed a silent message of understanding. They had always respected Bienley's autonomy, never meddling in his life or decisions. Yet, they had a sneaking suspicion that this kind of scene was an inevitability. Bienley was blissfully unaware of the colossal significance he held within Devon's family.Under the intense spotlight of everyone's attention, Bienley felt a wave of fluster wash over him. He was like a deer caught in the headlights, unused to being the center of such a storm of scrutiny. The heat of embarrassment crept up his neck and flooded his cheeks, turning them a deep shade of crimson.As Bienley struggled to compose himself amid

As silence settled over the room like a soft blanket, the internship director swiveled towards the Quintana patriarch. His eyes held a silent plea for approval, which he received in the form of a subtle nod. The simple gesture was like a green light, setting the course for what was to come."Mr. Cullen, you will continue your internship here at the hospital. You were cleared of all complaints against you," the hospital director announced. His words were precisely what Bienley had been hoping to hear, like a soothing melody to his worried ears.Hearing it, Bienley's face transformed. It lit up like a radiant sunbeam breaking through stormy clouds, spreading a wonderful smile that reached every corner of his face. His joy was so palpable that it seemed to radiate from him, casting a warm glow over the entire room."Oh, my goodness! Thank you, sir. Thank you so very much! I was so terribly worried that you'd suspend me because of all the trouble I caused. Thank you for this amazing seco