Rachel
"You put your finger in my mouth and licked it... you weirdo," I said, without filtering my words. The shock of meeting the nurse again made me feel a mix of difort and strangeness. I knew that this was not the ce or the time to discuss the past, but that scene in the hospital still bothered me.This is the property of N?-velDrama.Org.
She arched an eyebrow and, without losing herposure, retorted: "the one who was sucking Vincenzo''s dick ''hidden'' in the hospital, looking at a camera knowing that she was being watched, was you." Her sarcastic tone caught me off guard. My eyes narrowed, but I soon realized that she was right.
"Touché," I muttered, raising my hand in surrender. There wasn''t much I could say in my defense. In that situation, I had really lost track of who was watching or of the possible cameras that surrounded us in the hospital.
She smiled mischievously, clearly enjoying the situation. "It would be a waste not to taste that nectar of the gods that dripped from the corner of your mouth. I thought you were offering it to me."
I rolled my eyes, trying to hide the blush that was rising to my face. The memory of that moment was embarrassing enough without her sarcasticments. "Focus on the present, please. I''m here because I need your help buying a gift for Vincenzo."
She tilted her head slightly, studying me with that shrewd gaze that irritated me so much. "You really are a whore, huh? Showing up in a ce like this, with such intentions... I could have sworn you were more modest."
I felt my face heat up even more, now with embarrassment. No matter how hard I tried, it seemed impossible to maintain myposure in front of that woman. Her ability to make me feel exposed, whether in the hospital or now, was disconcerting. "I... I just want to do something special for him, okay? You don''t have to judge me."
Sheughed softly and, to my surprise, stepped forward,ing out from behind the counter. "Rx, I''m just messing with you, Rachel. Come with me. I''ll help you pick out something he''ll never forget.” Her voice, still full of sarcasm, now had a more weing tone.
With no other option, I followed her. Her steps were firm and confident, and for a brief moment I wondered how long she had worked there and how much she had seen. We walked down the hallway, and I could feel the weight of the eyes on us. The atmosphere was silent, but full of expectations. Every now and then, one of the waitresses would give us curious nces, but neither of them approached. I thought it was just the two of them down there, but I was wrong. "You''re going to love what we have here," she said, without looking back. "It''s all... very exclusive." She finally stopped in front of a disy case where several items were disyed. The feeling of luxury and power permeated the air, and I knew I was about to make choices that would indeed surprise Vincenzo.
I sighed, trying to control the mix of anxiety and excitement that was taking over me. "Thanks... I guess," I muttered, still a little disconcerted by her presence.
"Rx, honey," she replied, finally turning to me with a mischievous smile. "I''m here to make sure you make the right choices. Let''s get started."
The nurse gave me a look of pure provocation and, with a mischievous smile, asked, "What exactly are you looking for, Rachel? We have everything here." The sarcasm in her voice did not go unnoticed. She knew I was ufortable, but she seemed to enjoy it.
I sighed, trying to keep my cool. "Vincenzo has a ce like this," I began, looking around, still surprised by what this ce held. "I want to buy him something he doesn''t already have... something that will surprise him."
The nurse raised an eyebrow andughed lightly. "You really are a slut, huh?" The lustful tone of her voice made the blush return to my face, making me even more embarrassed. She loved to tease me and make me feel exposed, that was clear. "Look... you know exactly what he uses on me," I replied, trying topose myself, even though I was still embarrassed. "You sold him most of the stuff, so don''t act like you don''t understand."
She rolled her eyes,ughing again. "And do you really think I''m going to remember exactly what each customer buys?" The sarcasm was palpable, as if it was ridiculous for me to believe that she would pay attention to every detail of her customers. “I have several daily customers, dear. I can''t remember them all."
I was taken aback by her response. It was hard to believe that so many people frequented a ce like that, buying the same types of... items. I had always imagined that Vincenzo''s peculiar tastes were rare, but apparently that wasn''t the case. At least, not as much as I thought.
Almost without realizing it, I began to stumble over the words, trying to exin. "He has ropes... shackles... an armchair and a spacious bed. osa with chains..." My voice came out quickly, as if the faster I spoke, the less embarrassment I would feel. "And other things like that."
The nurse nodded slowly and murmured, "ssic." Her mischievous smile grew a little wider. She stepped away from the counter and took a few steps toward something in the corner of the room, covered by arge ck cloth. My eyes followed hers, curious and a little apprehensive about what she was about to show me.
She stopped next to the covered object and, with an enigmatic look, asked, "And does he have one of those?" With a theatrical gesture, she removed the cloth, revealing what was underneath.
My eyes immediately widened when I saw what was in front of me. It was something I never would have imagined-aplex and imposing structure made of wood with two ces to put two rubber sticks, that seemed to blend function with design. A shiver ran down my spine, not from fear, but from the intensity of the moment.
I approached slowly, unsure of what to say. The nurse watched my reaction with a satisfied smile. "This will definitely surprise Vincenzo," she said, her voice thick with implicit promise.
I swallowed, still processing what I was seeing. "I think... this is exactly what I was looking for."