Morgana Foster The hallway was quiet today at the hospital. We just had an emergency in the morning. A girl had arrived with her leg caught in a car wheel. It was a simple procedure to remove the tire and a minor surgery to mend the bones in the broken foot with the orthopedic staff. Now I was just walking around and looking at some past patient charts. "Doc. Foster!" Elliot smiled when he spotted me and walked towards me. The blond hair, the honey brown eyes, along with the slender and tall body made him irresistible. He could easily be a role model, no doubt. He walked over and kissed me on the cheek. "How are you? Are you enjoying working here?" "Hi, Doc. Sharon, I'm loving everything!", I smiled at him and collected myself after the greeting. What a charming and kind man, "I hope to enter the residency program next year, I am very excited about the results of the internship!" "Glad you like it!" You are an excellent candidate for the residency vacancy! I'm sure you'll make it.
MORGANA FOSTER Everything seemed normal when we arrived at the nightclub. The sound was loud and the lights were flashing. People were dancing in some places. I rolled my eyes around the place, not spotting them."Where are they?" I asked, turning to BethanyShe stretched her neck into one of the reserved areas of the club and spotted the group of doctors sitting in a reserved area, my eyes following her all the way."Got it!" she said, pulling me by the hand across the room.They smiled at us, so we made our way there, asking the dancers in the middle of the dance floor to excuse us."Ladies!" John Nardek, the heart surgeon, was the first to greet us. John was 1.87 meters tall, with black hair, brown eyes and a plump, velvety mouth. He was wearing a white shirt, light blue jeans and a black leather jacket that outlined his slender body.This was the first time he had made a greeting outside the formal.He raised a glass of beer in a friendly greeting, "Welcome!""Hello!" we replied t
RYAN BURKE When Morgana left the room, I could see Elena in full rage. She went in next and closed the door behind her. Her fists were clenched, and she could feel the air darkening behind her. “What do you have to tell me about this scene?” she said. Her blue eyes glistened with tears that pooled at the edges. “Nothing!” Her face paled as she looked at me in disbelief. Obviously, she wouldn't believe my story., “Nothing happened.” “And you expect me to believe you?” She began to cry softly. Looking at the floor, she walked heavily and leaned against the door, dragging her body until she sat down. “You said you wouldn't see me because you wanted to concentrate on work!” I snorted silently, shrugging at her. “And that was exactly it!” I went to the closet to get some clean clothes. I grabbed a white cotton shirt and black sweatpants. I got dressed and continued talking, while changing clothes that still smelled strongly of cigarettes and whiskey for clean ones. “Elena, my love, do
RYAN BURKE I left the company at 20:00 that night, went home to take a shower, and did not find Morgana. Winnie told me she had gone out to dinner with a friend.My body felt an undercurrent of panic for a few seconds, but I relaxed my face and went upstairs. Today I would have dinner with Elena.I wouldn't feel bad for someone I don't love. Everything is fine. I wore a gray suit with a white shirt, a black tie, and dress shoes. I got in the car and headed toward Elena's apartment. She looked beautiful in a lilac dress, with a small slit on the side, a white heal that curved around her legs, a bracelet I gave her a few years ago, and her hair pinned to the side. Magnificent! I reached out to help her into the car. I tightened her belt, and we headed to the restaurant. When we arrived at the restaurant, some customers who were sitting recognized Elena. A slight commotion started, and they saw some flashes. After a few pictures, we sat down at a table. In the opposite corner, I saw M
Morgana Foster We arrived at the apartment. Bethany came down to help me lead Elliot to the bedroom. She was wearing funny pajama bottoms from the bananas in pajamas we bought at a thrift store. It was really fun when we used them together. Her incredulous expression, seeing Elliot's condition, turned funny as she got closer. “Oh, My God!”, She said, supporting his arm on her shoulders, ''How much did he drink?'' “About five bottles of wine.”, I said, supporting the other arm and walking to the elevator, “He got into a silly alcohol dispute with Ryan.” “Oh, no!” She wobbled a little under his weight. “Did you meet Ryan on your date with Elliot?” “Not only him, Elena was there too!” I used my support body for her to get up, and we continued walking, “Elliot suggested some help. We pretended to be on a romantic date, but everything went downhill quickly because of Ryan's jealousy and desire for control!” “It had to be the bloody paper husband!” “I know you don't like him very muc
Morgana FosterWhen he finished putting on the T-shirt, the muscles were tight, fitting perfectly and nostalgically within it. Now he looked like one of my teenage crushes. I stood there, unable to take my eyes off that delicious body. He walked gracefully and leaned against the wall in front of me."Oh, heavens," I whispered.He teased with a mischievous smile. The shirt is tight on broad shoulders, bringing a youthful vibe."Are you staying or going?" approaching slowly, my eyes following every move like a hawk. Leaning against the wooden door. One of his hands touched my face, leaving an electric trail, "Honestly, I'd like you to stay, but the choice is yours."His fingers played with the exposed skin of my neck. Looking deep into his eyes and the plump, prominent mouth. But I couldn't.I wanted to. I wanted it badly. Screw Ryan.An impulse later, his lips were already pressed against mine. Sucking and sucking every part of my mouth and tongue as if he could dominate me right there.
ELENA KYLIEHe was feeling jealous of her, and it hurt. At my door, I asked him to come in, and with an unfriendly look, he entered. I locked the door behind me, summoning the courage to face the inevitable, but I wouldn’t be at the mercy of his desires. I accepted their marriage because he had no feelings for her, and it was just a necessary involvement that kept me comfortable. “Elena, out of respect for all these wonderful years we’ve been together, I want to be completely honest,” he said, sitting in the armchair near the door. I knew what he would say next, and I felt my body burn. “I don’t think I’m the right person to be with you right now.” “When?” I asked. He looked down, sighing. I clicked my tongue but kept my face devoid of emotion. My face burned, and tears slowly streamed down even without expressing the pain it caused me. “You like her, don’t you? Morgana? That’s why you avoided being with her.” “I can’t deny or confirm anything right now, but I can’t stay in a rela
MORGANA FOSTERI entered the room, slamming the door behind me. I couldn't believe Ryan's hypocrisy. I had loved him for three years of my life, and now that I found someone nice, he tells me he broke up with Elena because he likes me. Ridiculous!"I'm a joke to fate, that's all!" - I thought, laughing at my misery.I entered the bathroom, my head buzzing with emotions. I touched my lips, feeling traces of his kiss still there. Damn."He had to kiss me? This makes things so complicated." I murmured, staring at the wall dampened by steam. "Now I have two problems boiling in my head: Elliot and Ryan."The sound of falling water was soothing; it helped a lot to calm my head and the whirlwind of emotions from the last twenty-four hours. I left the shower, drying my hair with a towel, and saw Ryan sitting on my bed, calm and serene, as if it were his natural habitat.I hadn't put on any clothes yet, only the robe and lingerie I had taken to the bathroom. Certainly, now, I wouldn't change cl