The now married lovers made promises that only the spirits heard. Amid words, kisses, and caresses, they swore eternal love."I wish I could stay like this with you forever," Arya says, naked and wrapped in her millionaire husband's arms."I want the same. I promise you that when this is over, we'll have a long and peaceful life," Ayden assures her while caressing her belly.She feels his muscles contract as he runs his fingers along the contours of her stretch marks, without shame or disgust. On the contrary, he admires the body of the woman he loves."If I've told you that you're beautiful," he repeats, leaning down to kiss those whitish scars."Yes, but I love hearing it from your lips," she affirms, stroking her man's hair."One day, we'll have another baby, but this time it will be like this..." he says, getting closer to her, who is ready to receive him again. "With me on top of you, taking you to orgasm."Ayden isn't a man of embellished words, but he considers himself sincere
"Doctor Evans, they're calling you from the emergency room; there's a pediatric patient with signs of physical abuse," the nurse informs Robin as he was leaving after consulting a patient."Let them know I'm on my way. Call the new one, Emma, and tell her I'll meet her in the ER," the pediatric surgeon requests his assistant nurse.Ruby, the nurse assigned as his assistant, picks up the phone and calls the nurse assigned to Doctor Robin Evans' cases. She informs her about the doctor's request, and Emma heads to the emergency room.It's her first day, and so far, Robin Evans hasn't had a chance to meet her. He quickly heads towards her, and she was about to arrive as well."Doctor Robin," Alana Taylor greets him upon seeing him. "I'm glad you came; this is urgent but also confidential."Robin feels a flutter in his stomach upon seeing Alana. It's the second time he's seen her, and he can't help but notice how good she smells."Of course, I've been informed it's a case of child abuse,"
The surgery had been a success, and the young boy was now resting in his hospital room. The police waited outside as they questioned the young mother. Jhony was just two years older than her best friend's son, whom she considered her brother.Robin stood at a discreet distance, waiting for the police to finish their interrogation so he could speak with the young mother. The girl couldn't have been older than twenty-five, a sign that she had her child when she was a teenager, probably around eighteen at the latest.Lost in thought, he didn't notice Alana, who was staring at him with fascination from the nurses' station on that floor."Love is in the air," one of the nurses teased, seeing Doctor Taylor gazing at the new head of pediatric surgery."Shut up, Miranda," Alana scolded her. "He might hear you.""They say he's single," Miranda cautioned, encouraging her superior. "Do you already have his number?"Alana shot her a disdainful look. "I'm not a stalker like you, Mirandita," she ta
Arya had thought the idea was excellent. She wanted to establish a place to protect underprivileged children, not like a traditional orphanage but more like a community center and a link to child protective services. Initially, she hadn't planned on accommodating vulnerable mothers, but her friend's idea had intrigued her. Now, all she had to do was speak with her lawyer.However, she still had a pending conversation with Aryehn's nanny and tutor."Olivia, I'd like to talk to you about something important," Arya requested politely."Sure, is something wrong?" Olivia replied."As you know, the situation we're in is complicated. We want to maintain as much privacy as possible, both for your well-being and ours," Arya explained, laying out her intentions. "That's why I'll be asking you to come only three days a week, for a two-hour period each day."Olivia's face paled since she was the sole provider for her family.Arya noticed this and took Olivia's hand. "Wait, don't think that becaus
Arya was taken by surprise when Aryehn, for the first time, shook his head and refused to take a shower. He loved bath time."No, I want to play with Dad," he said with determination."Go with your mom, son. I'll join you in the pool to play in a moment. How does that sound?" Arya suggested."Yes, Daddy, I want to swim on my belly," he said with a big smile.Arya reached out her arms to her son, and he hugged her. Ayden accompanied them to the bedroom floor. Arya headed to her son's room to prepare everything for his shower, while Ayden entered the room that was now his and his wife's.He never thought his wedding would be like this, but he knew it was fair and necessary for the moment.As he searched for some comfortable clothes, he came across a T”shirt that Daniel had given him, remembering that he hadn't heard from him since his arrest. Something about all of this didn't sit right with him. It seemed strange that Mark hadn't caused any trouble after their confrontation, and his fr
"I would love to tell you that I'm a hundred percent on board with you, but the truth is, that goes against the hospital's policies, and you should know that. You know we shouldn't get involved beyond what's necessary. Medically speaking," he explains. "Moreover, the postoperative hospitalization time is two to three days, in the child's case, as he hasn't had any complications, and his recovery is going well."Robin becomes angry with her because he thought she would support him, but she hasn't. As he checks the nurses' logbook to ensure that the medications have been administered on time, he decides to confess his feelings to Alana."Policies... it's all a damn bureaucratic procedure. We study to save lives, to make sure they're okay. Not to save them and leave them hanging. We should be able to provide follow”up or do the best we can in situations like this. It's something extraordinary; we're not talking about just any child. We're talking about a child who was beaten, a child who
If Arya Harley had one characteristic, it was that she was careless when it came to her security. Growing up in the mafia-dominated neighborhoods of Boston, she didn't care much about what could happen to her. She was wary of those who seemed like thugs but not of criminals dressed in suits."How much do you bet that in two days, she'll already be escaping from us?" Henry asks Tim while they're in the security room, reviewing the surveillance cameras, as their colleagues were being relieved of their duties."I don't think she's that reckless now that this is happening with Mr. Emory," Tim disagrees. "I say she'll get tired of being cooped up in a week and might escape, but not before. Besides, she'll be alone at home and occasionally with the tutor; she has no one to leave the child with, so I don't think she'll leave."Tim's resolution is hopeful; he hopes that Arya will indeed behave prudently and won't act on her own without considering any of them for necessary outings.What none
The morning was very cold. Aryehn was still asleep, so they brought the baby monitor to the living room to hear in case he woke up.Gabriel was at the front door early in the morning, waiting for someone to open it. Henry, in charge of house security, now had to report the arrival of visitors to Arya first, to see if she authorized them or not."Miss Arya, Mr. Specter is already at the entrance. Should I let him in?" he asked with great formality as she descended the stairs."Yes, please, have him come to the kitchen, Henry," she replied, walking directly to the coffee maker to prepare coffee. Ayden joined her a few minutes later, just as Gabriel arrived."Good morning, sir, Mrs. Emory," the lawyer greeted with formality, shaking hands with the millionaire."Good morning, Gabriel, come in," Ayden indicated the chair in front of him in the dining room."Would you like coffee?" Arya asked, pouring a cup for herself and another for Ayden."Yes, please," he said, taking a few folders from