Few minutes later, they arrived at the hospital and she paid the cabman before she went out.
She stood with her mouth open as she gawked at the huge skyscraper in front of her. She was astonished; She haven't seen a hospital this big that she even wondered if she’s at the right place. Without thinking much, she ran inside and waited patiently for the automatic glass door to open before she entered.
“Madam, may I know why you are here?”. The lady at the receptionist table asked, making her stop and turn.
“I don’t have much time ma, I have appointments with Marcus Morris”. Ann answered politely as she reviewed the card she was holding to the receptionist lady.
She glanced at the card for a second before she smiled in approval. “Okay, you can go, the tenth floor”. The lady said and Ann quickly rushed into the elevator.
She tapped the tenth button before the door closed and it proceeded up.She breathed out nervously as she could feel blood swelling in her temple; Thinking that it might be a bad idea to be here. She placed her palm on her chest, calming herself down before the door beeped open and she came out, admiring the beauty of the hallway. She ambled down the hallway, scanning around till she found a door that has the name of “Marcus Morris” pinned on the door’ signifying it is his office. She smiled and adjusted her dress before she knocked twice expecting an order to enter the office in return.
“Come in”. She got what she wanted but in a cold and deeper voice that made shivers run down her spine. She wanted to leave almost immediately because she felt nervous the moment she heard the manly voice coming out from the office. She inhaled deeply, assuring herself that nothing could go wrong and since she’s here there is never going back.
She breathed out before she opened the door and went into the office. Her eyes were welcomed in with a broad shoulder backing her. She couldn’t see his face but looking at his body features, he was looking hot like a god, no wonder they called him a sex doctor.
“You can have your seat”. He said in a raspy tone of a voice and she gestured herself to sit on the chair next to the table. “Introduce yourself sweetheart”. Marcus said in a soothing voice which made her gulp in nervously.
“I…I…I…I..”. She stuttered while trying to find the right words to say. “I’m Ann, I am a twenty six years old and I am a sex addict”. She blunted out. “What about you sir?”. Ann was forced to ask out of curiosity, because his voice sounded so manly and thick.
She heard him smirk and then he turned around his swivel chair to face her.
Ann’s jaw dropped open when her gaze met with his gorgeous face. She was drooling over him as she admired and observed his well sculpted face, his pointed nose and Italian blue eyes. His lips were puffy and tempting to kiss. His curly hair were tangling over his forehead and goddammit his chest. His bulky hairy chest was on display through his shirt that was left open and unbuttoned.
“I am a forty years old baby girl and do you have a problem with that?”. Marcus answered in a deep bleak voice that sounded pleasant to her ear. “Love what you see”. He said with a proud smirk as he had caught her brown eyes admiring his body.