Zain's POV
I bring Xhani to the same hospital where my friend Collin works. We go to the same strip club together and get our virgin girls from the same place, always backing each other up when needed.
I've brought a few girls here for Collin; he performs abortion operations on my one-night stands or side chicks. It's a convenient way to keep everything off the record, leaving no trace for anyone to file a case against me. There are no official records of the abortions in the first place.
It's been a while since I brought anyone here, though. The last girl I brought was Dana. During one of our sessions, my condom broke inside her, and she didn't tell me. She claimed she'd take the morning-after pill, but she still ended up pregnant. By the time we found out, she was already three months along. Her operation was more serious, but Collin did his best and successfully terminated the pregnancy. Dana was on bed rest for a couple of weeks afterward.
Xhani and I head into Collin's office to wait. She seems extremely nervous—and rightfully so. The operation can be very painful. I've heard the screams of my past chicks, and it's not pretty.
After a few minutes, Collin enters, looking as sharp as ever. He glances at Xhani, then at me, smirking as if giving me his approval. He explains the procedure to her, and then we leave the office for the operating room.
Collin tells Xhani to change into a hospital gown and wait for him inside. She looks at me nervously, wanting me to come along, but honestly, I have no desire to be in there during such a gruesome operation. I give Collin a pleading look.
"Sorry, Xhani, but Zain isn't allowed in the operating room. It's protocol," Collin says.
"Hey, Princess, don't worry. I'll be right here waiting for you. As soon as the operation's done, I'll come to you," I tell her, planting a quick kiss on her lips.
Xhani turns and goes into the operating room to change. Collin turns to me with a devilish smirk. "You've got a real beauty this time."
"What can I say? I don't lower my standards," I smirk back.
"She looks delicious," Collin adds, biting his lower lip and glancing toward the operating room where Xhani is currently changing.
"Ha-ha, control yourself. You still have to finish the operation on her so I won't become a father," I say, breaking his hungry gaze.
"What do I get in return?" Collin asks.
It's the usual routine. Normally, Collin wants virgin girls. He enjoys hurting them, fucking them painfully, and watching them bleed.
"As usual," I reply.
"Maybe I'll ask for something different this time," Collin says mischievously.
"Anything you want. Just get the operation done." My tone is firm. I really don't want to be anyone's baby daddy. I plan to enjoy my life and become the best soccer player. A family, diapers, milk—none of that is in the cards right now.
"Done," Collin responds before pulling on his gloves and entering the operating room.
A few minutes pass, and I can hear Xhani's soft cries from inside. I know Collin's being rough—he always is. Ten minutes later, I'm outside the room replying to my coach about missing yesterday's match when Xhani's loud cries pierce through the door. I know the operation is in progress; I've heard it all before, but I still hate listening to it. Her screams get louder. I can't stand it, so I step inside the operating room.
I stand behind the curtain, watching her writhe in pain. The procedure ends a few minutes later, and I see Collin inject something into her thigh before walking back to me.
"The operation was a success," he says, taking off his gloves and mask.
"Thank you, Collin. You're a lifesaver," I reply, turning to look at Xhani.
"I gave her a sedative, so she's out," he mentions, stopping me in my tracks.
Collin never gives sedatives. Usually, they walk right out after the operation.
"Why did you give her a sedative?" I ask firmly.
"I told you—I want something different this time," he says, locking his eyes on Xhani. "Can I have a taste of her? Since I'm doing this for free, off the medical records?"
I don't like his demand, but I know refusing him will cost me.
"Make it quick," I snap, my voice thick with anger.
"How about I decide when I'm done? Why don't you make yourself comfortable in my office?" Collin says before disappearing.
Instantly, I regret bringing her here, but where else could I have taken her? She's still underage, and abortion isn't a simple process. I inhale deeply and head outside the room, sitting down on a chair