Episode 3

Yuck! Naina gulped harshly, realizing that she wouldn't be able to stand the Doctor's weapon.

Oh my! Naina felt like screaming, but instead she put on a tempting smile. Though her hand crept lower, her gaze stayed fixed on the Doctor's brown eyes.

Until her hand reached its destination.

"Yes, it's still small," Naina said, biting her lower lip in frustration. She had felt numerous men's weapons, and Doctor Nickolas' was the softest.

But she couldn't believe it was completely defunct, so she continued to stroke it gently, even though it was covered.

If things were normal, it would have grown by now, but no, it remained soft like a squishy toy.

"Soft," Naina said again, almost laughing. If all men were like this, there would be no lechers.

Nickolas wasn't offended by her comment at all. This was his condition for the past two years, after he caught his fiancee in bed with another man just before their wedding.

The disgust and trauma had sapped Nickolas of all desire. At first, he didn't recognize the condition, but in the past year, it became apparent. He had sought treatments in secret, ashamed of his condition.

That's why when he saw Naina at the Paradise Night Club, Nickolas thought he had found a solution.

Nick didn't stop Naina from roaming his body, he reached for his wallet instead. He pulled out a platinum card with an extraordinary limit.

"Use this card to buy whatever you want. I'd be happy if you bought lots of lingerie," said Nickolas.

Naina slowly released her embrace when she heard that. She was accustomed to this kind of payment and wasn't surprised, but being handed a credit card was different.

"You also have unpaid bills at the hospital, don't you? Pay them with this," Nickolas said next.

"Thank you, Doc. You just got more lovable," Naina replied playfully.

"You're really different, but that's good," Nick replied with a small smile.

"I'll be heading back to the hospital. Remember, we must behave professionally there," said Nick.

"Understood, darling," Naina replied, now holding the credit card and ready to pamper both his body and ears.

Nick took a step back to leave, but Naina hurried to grab his shirt to stop him.

"Why?" asked Nick.

"Don't just leave like that; we've just got married. At least give me a kiss," Naina responded.

Nick hesitated, reminded of that damn woman's betrayal, which made him withdraw. But then he remembered his need to heal, so he stepped forward and held Naina's waist.