Chapter 2: C2

Bella pov

I was waiting in the gynecologist clinic but the voices that were coming from inside the doctor's check up room scared me to death. The woman who had just barged into the doctor's room looked very hot in her red short dress. I didn't think that it was proper clothes to wear to a place like this. According to what she wore, she should be in a fancy restaurant.

Suddenly a louder moaning sound struck my ears and I was shocked. Honestly, I couldn't move. I wanted to just cancel this or delay it to another day, or maybe I could drop the whole idea completely and live a normal life that didn't include Gynecology.

As my thoughts caused me to hesitate, the time flew. I couldn't believe that half an hour had passed. Maybe my body reacted to the horny voices. I don't know. I'm not experienced in these kinds of sexual interactions.

I came from my musings as the nurse called my name: "Miss, Bella?" She stared at me with a confused look on her face.

Startled, I raised my head and said, "Yes, that's me."

She chuckled. "I know, Miss Bella. There's no one else here except for you." The nurse looked nice, despite the fact that she was in her middle ages. I wondered if she was annoyed all the time by the sounds of sex as they reverberated through the clinic. Maybe she was into it or something. Maybe she also had an arrangement with the doctor. I had heard a lot about him and how he was a womanizer.

I thought I should leave but, if I did, I wouldn't see my plan come to fruition. I can't go now, I told myself. I must face my fears. I know that I can do it.

‘…but he who plays with fire always get burnt,' I whispered in my mind.

"Miss Bella," the nurse called me again. "The doctor is waiting for you. Please come in." She was stern and her smile was fake. Obviously, I was the last one here and I was making them wait.

She opened the door to the checkup room for me and closed it as she returned to her desk. I flinched a bit. The doctor was doing something and he had his back facing me. Without looking at me, he said, "Please have a seat Mrs. Bella." His voice was sexy. He was tall, with wide shoulders, and I could see the muscles under the sleeves of his robe.

I didn't step one inch closer or say a single word. Instead, I turned my body in order to go away. I hadn't even known what to wear to a place like this. I was wearing a black shirt with blue skinny jeans. My black long hair was braided, but it still reached my waist. I didn't even know what a gynecologist. Was he going to put his fingers up my butt or what? I had no idea. I hadn't visited a gynecologist ever before. I was a shy girl.

The doctor turned his body in confusion as I turned the doorknob to regain my freedom. It had been a mistake to come, but I hadn't realized it until that moment, but his husky voice made me freeze. "Mrs. Bella," he wondered. "Where are you going?"

I cleared my throat and slowly turned my body to face him. At the very least, I told myself, I should see the face of the man who shatters and destroys women's hearts. Once I laid my eyes upon him though, my tongue tangled into a knot. I lost the ability to form a single word. He looked so hot and gorgeous. His beauty was breathtaking. His wide green eyes and his black long hair made her dizzy. He had thick eyelashes. His tan skin was a color that would make any girl or woman fall down at his feet and do whatever he commanded.

What the hell am I thinking? Bella wondered. He is the enemy! Don't fall for him. You are here to take revenge and make him beg for mercy.

I was checking him out but he was checking me out as well. He was drooling at me and staring at me with eyes full of sexual desire mixed with unreadable confusion.

"Mrs. Bella," he said, "please have a seat." He spoke slowly, like a whisper or a gentle bird's twitter.

I shook my head with a grin and said, "No. I think that I will come again another day."

He crossed his arms over his chest and stepped closer to me. My hand was still on the doorknob.

"Why?" he wondered as he raised his brows in curiosity.

I blurted out, "I am Ms. and I am not Mrs., by the way." I don't know why I said that. What the hell I was thinking? Even now, I don't know.

He stepped closer, leaving just a couple of inches between us. He widened his eyes. "You still haven't answered me," he said. "Why are you leaving?"

I shrugged. "I can't do this. Thanks for your time. I'm sorry to have wasted it."

I turned my body to leave but I felt his strong grip around my wrist, stopping me. It made me quiver from the contact. He looked at me and said, "Please, come in."

My heartbeats accelerated in an unstable way. My body turned coldness from the outside but, from inside, it was hot like hellfire was burning up what was left of my heart. Something was controlling me and I was losing the ability to guide my own body.

I pulled my hand away from his grip and walked confidently to the chair. I sat down and said, "Be gentle. I'm virgin."

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