TABOO:BATION — 50 SHADES OF FORBIDDEN SHORTS novel Chapter 23

WELCOME TO SEX HOSPITAL

Cara.

Today was the day. I stood in front of the towering, glass–and–steel structure of D–vellona’s Medical Center. My heart was thumping so hard against my ribs I thought it might crack one.

This wasn’t just any hospital. This was the place people spent decades trying to get an internship at.

It was the greatest medical facility in the state, known for the most elite surgeons from across the planets.

And somehow, I had been invited. Today was the day I came for my first visit to sign some papers before I officially started my work on Monday. 2

I smoothed down my shirt. With one deep breath, I pushed through the heavy glass revolving doors.

Wow…

The lobby was massive and clean.

I walked up to the main reception desk. A beautiful woman with dark, polished hair and a crisp uniform looked up at me. She had a warm, knowing smile on her lips.

“You must be Cara, the new intern,” she said with a sweet, welcoming voice.

“We’ve been expecting you. You’re quite the rising star, aren’t you?”

“I… I hope so,” I stuttered, my face turning red. “I’m so excited to be here.”

“I can tell,” she giggled. She pushed a thick stack of papers across the counter. “Standard procedure, honey. Just sign the last page of the nondisclosure and conduct agreement. It basically says you’ll follow the hospital’s unique culture and keep everything you see within these walls.” 2

I was too excited to care about the fine print. I didn’t read a single word. My hand was shaking with excitement as I scribbled my signature on the line. 1

“Perfect,” the receptionist said, tucking the papers away.

“The Chief of Surgery, Dr. Sterling, is waiting for you, honey. Take the private elevator to the fifth floor. His office is the only door there. Don’t keep him waiting.”

I nodded quickly and started sprinting toward the elevator.

The ride up was silent and fast. My stomach did a little flip as the numbers climbed. 3… 4… 5. 2

Ding.

The doors slid open. I stepped out with a big smile on my face, ready to introduce myself to the most renowned surgeon in the country.

But the words died in my throat. My smile vanished instantly.

The fifth floor wasn’t a lobby. It was a wide–open, luxurious office with floor–to–ceiling windows.

And right in the middle of it was a massive desk, and on that desk was a scene I never expected to see in a hospital.

My body froze.

A young man, maybe a resident or a model–because he looked fit–was bent over the desk, completely naked, his muscular back arched.

Standing behind him was…

By the tag on his coat–Dr. Sterling.

He was older, maybe in his late thirties, with sharp, handsome features and broad shoulders. His expensive suit trousers were pooled around his ankles. His white coat was still on, fluttering behind him as he slammed into the younger man with brutal force.

They didn’t act like I had just come in.

Smack. Smack. Smack.

The sound of their skin hitting against each other filled the room.

The young man was gripping the edges of the desk so hard his knuckles were white.

“Ah! Yes… oh god, Doctor… deeper! Yes!”

My legs felt like jelly. My brain stopped working. I felt a wave of heat rush from my toes to my ears. My first instinct was to run.

Instantly, I turned around, my hand reaching for the elevator button to escape this madness.

“Stop right there,” a voice boomed.

I was sure it was Dr. Sterling.

My hand moved anyway, ignoring him. I started pressing furiously on the button, but the button was unresponsive.

“You’re trembling,” he whispered as he reached out, his hand sliding up my arm until his thumb rested on my throat. “Did you enjoy the show?”

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