Desires Die Hard

Jake helped Anya to the Infirmary on the ninth floor.

The pair drew the attention of countless staff walking past them as they made their way to the infirmary. Jake was good–looking and Anya was pretty. Their looks matched each other.

The stares that everyone threw at her made Anya incredibly uncomfortable. The looks in these people’s eyes varied from that of curiosity to those of appreciation. She tried to put some distance between herself and Jake as they made their way to the ninth floor. She wanted to avoid any further misunderstanding.

The infirmary on the ninth floor was incredibly spacious and came equipped with a rather extensive array of medical equipment. Its medical supplies were also well stocked. It was clear that Evan didn’t mind spending money on his staff’s welfare.

There were only three medical staff working in the infirmary. The large room appeared rather empty. Anya and Jake had knocked before entering the infirmary.

A female doctor in her senior years approached them.

She recognized Jake. Her eyes fell on Jake, her voice warm and filled with concern as she addressed the young man. “Jake, are you feeling unwell?”

“I’m fine. It’s my staff, Anya, Jake shook his head and explained.

That was when the doctor turned her gaze onto Anya. She gave the young woman a once over. Her eyes finally fell on Anya’s scraped knee. Her voice was devoid of the earlier warmth as she spoke to Anya politely. “I see. Did you hurt yourself when you fell?”

Anya nodded. “Yes. I scraped my knee.”

“Take a seat on the bed in the room. I disinfect your wound, the doctor said in a monotonously

It appeared that there were different standards when it came to treating a patient who was your average staff and one who was a managing director. Anya should have known.

room and taking a seat on the bed. She lifted her right knee so that the.

The young woman thanked the doctor quietly before heading into the ro doctor could help her disinfect the wound.

“It’s just a scrape, the do 3

said as she approached Anya with a bottle of antiseptic cream. “Make sure you don’t get it wet.”

The doctor listed a few other things she should take note of as she applied the cream to Anya’s knee. The young woman committed the doctor’s advice to memory. She couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed.

She had told Jake that it was just a scrape but the latter had insisted on her getting it looked at. Anya sighed inwardly in exasperation.

“This won’t take long,” the doctor said. A flurry of footsteps sounded outside the room while she was in the middle of applying the cream on Anya’s knee. Another female doctor walked into the room the next moment. She appeared slightly panicked. “Dr. Whitman, could you step

outside for a moment?”

The doctor turned away from Anya and gave her colleague an unruffled look: “What’s going on?”

She wasn’t sure what was going on.

“I need you to step outside for a moment, please,” the younger doctor said. She didn’t want to mention Evan’s name while there was another patient around. They didn’t need people going around telling everyone that Evan was hurt and had turned up at the infirmary.

“What’s going on? You’re acting all secretive.” Dr. Whitman gave her colleague a long hard look before thrusting the bottle of antiseptic cream Into Anya’s hand. “Anya, you can handle this on your own, can’t you? I have something I need to attend to right now,”

“Sure.” Anya was fine with applying antiseptic cream on her own scraped knee.

It was just a minor scrape. It was no big deal.

The doctor stood up and headed out of the room with the younger doctor.

Jake was left alone in the room with Anya.

Anya thought she could simply swipe the cotton swab across her knee briefly and be done with it. She grabbed the cotton swab and got some cream on it. Before she could do anything else, Jake had snatched the cotton swab from her hand and reached for her knee. He began dabbing the cream gently on the wound. “Let me help you with that.”

There was no way Anya was going to let her boss apply antiseptic cream on her scraped knee. He was her boss, for goodness‘ sake!

Anya pulled her leg back and stopped Jake before he could do anything.

“I can do that on my own, Jake.”

“Don’t worry about it and let me handle this.” Jake stopped concealing the lust and longing in his eyes. He reached out, grabbed her calf and started applying the antiseptic cream on her knee. “You’re my employee. You got hurt at work. As your boss, I should hold myself responsible and take care of you.”

Jake seemed to make a lot of sense. Anya found herself unable to refute his words.

But somehow, this just didn’t seem right.

She si

simply couldn’t explain why.

In the end, she caved and let Jake help her apply the antiseptic cream on her scraped knee.

It should have taken seconds to dab some antiseptic cream on a scraped knee. Yet, Jake couldn’t seem to get enough of the feeling of Anya’s skin under his fingers. She had such slim calves. He forgot to let go after he was done.

The young

ng woman wasn’t used to the touch of strange man at all. She started to pull her leg back with the intention of loosening Jake’s hold on

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Suddenly, heavy footsteps were approaching towards the clinic steadily. Anya and Jake tumed their heads towards the door and were greeted with the sight of Evan striding into the room. He had his hand pressed on his forehead. He was bleeding.