Two days passed. Two days of pure, sweet torture.

For Dr. Adebayo, the world had tilted on its axis. He moved through the hospital corridors like a ghost, his face a mask of stern concentration, but his eyes were wild. Every time he saw Amaka, his body would react. His cock would get hard, his hands would clench into fists, and a cold sweat would break out on his forehead. He had crossed a line. A line he had sworn he would never cross. He had fucked a nurse in his office, on his desk, like ...