Novel & Cerita Secret Surgeon

“I told you to keep watch. Did you find out who was the man who came earlier? What’s his relationship with Sierra’s sisters?” “Yes, boss,” Austin excused himself as he coughed on the other line. “That man was a surgeon. He was the young and talented surgeon, Dr. Oliver Lewis. He was also the heir and the only son of George Lewis, the well-known cardiologist in the country.” ‘An heir, huh?’ Caleb’s lips pressed into a thin line. “Why did he come to see Sierra? What is he after?” Caleb was already losing his patience with just Mason Bennett. But he was only like that because he knew that getting rid of Mason would only bring him more problems. If Oliver Lewis was just like Mason Bennett, he mi

Brandon said firmly, extending his right hand. Daniel nodded confidently and shook the professor's hand. "As for the secret, leave it to me."

Her long black hair was tied neatly, her eyes sharp yet carrying a captivating smile behind her mask. Dr. Helena Blackwood. A well-known name in Silverfang Medical Center. A young surgeon rising quickly. Beautiful, elegant—and I’d often heard rumors that she liked Liam. “Ah, so this is the new clerkship student who managed to earn Dr. Liam’s praise during rounds earlier.” Helena’s smile was faint as she donned her sterile gloves. “You’re Sienna, right?” I nodded nervously. “Y-yes, Doctor.” “Good, join us today. We’ll be doing a bowel resection for a perforation case. Don’t be tense. With me, surgery won’t be as harsh as with Liam.”

Caius said looking at the menu. "And may I ask why?" "He is not a good man. Too many personal dirty stories." "Then why are you doing business with him?" I asked confused. "He is good in business. Simple." He shrugged. I just shook my head. On the cue, Mr. Lewis arrived with his secretary. He was a man in his middle fifties, very fit though. He had a big white beard. His secretary was wearing too much vulgar clothes for my understanding. She looked in her early twenties.

He looked up at me and something about his expression made me feel nervous. "Good," he said. "Really good actually. I think I found someone perfect." "That's great," I said and I smiled. "When do they start?" "Monday," he said. "Her name is Karen Tyler." That night, I closed my eyes and tried to fall asleep but my brain wouldn't shut off. I kept thinking about the doctor appointment and the money and Damian's stress and this new secretary he seemed so excited about. Something felt off but I couldn't figure out what it was. It was like a weird feeling in my stomach that wouldn't go away.

The OR lights glared white and holy, slicing through the haze of adrenaline. Machines hummed, steady and merciless. A digital heartbeat pulsed on the monitor, flat for now, waiting for life. Dr. Sarah Smith stood at the head of the table, gloved hands lifted, eyes sharp through the shield of her surgical mask. Sweat gathered beneath her cap, but her movements were exact, every cut, every suture, a rhythm she’d memorized through years of saving hearts that refused to keep beating.

The doctor cleared his throat politely. “Mr. and Mrs. Hart, would you like to cut the cord?” Sebastian paled. “I will.” Olivia smiled as he shakily held the scissors. “Don’t faint,” she whispered. “No promises,” he muttered, but he did it carefully, lovingly, eyes shining with awe. When the nurses took the baby to clean her and run quick checks, Olivia felt suddenly empty, as though the warmth had been pulled from her chest. Sebastian kissed her hand.

For the next four hours, the clock ceased to exist. The room remained completely quiet, save for the heavy rhythm of the rain lashing against the glass, the frantic beep of heart monitors, and the metallic clink of my surgical instruments hitting the tray. With quick, fluid movements, I performed a full surgical debridement on the guard with the shrapnel, flushed out the abdominal wound of the first patient, and deftly repaired the severed artery in Marco's forearm, securing it with precise, even stitches.

Chapter 1: Watching from the Shadows Zoe's POV What's your dirtiest secret? I don't mean the usual 'I once crushed on my stepdad' or 'I have dirty thoughts about my teacher.' I mean an actual secret. Something so messy, you know you're fucked if it comes out. Well, while you think, let me tell you about mine. I'm Zoe Croft, twenty, single, not a virgin, and my dirty secret is that I masturbate to my stepbrother, Leo Hooke. Not the usual 'he makes my pussy clench and I pleasure myself' shit.

“Mr. Vale’s executive assistant.” “Executive assistant?” He took my hand. “How fascinating.” Instead of shaking it, he turned my palm upward and pressed his lips against it. I froze, that was certainly one way to introduce yourself his lips lingered a second too long, and I instinctively tried to pull my hand away. He didn’t immediately release it. “Sebastian.” Adrian’s voice cracked through the room. “Let go of her.” Sebastian glanced over his shoulder, still smiling. “Relax. I’m introducing myself.”