Page 51 of Billionaire’s Promise

Making an emergency appointment for Jenny early in the morning was definitely a big fat mistake. She wasn’t the problem. No, not her. I didn’t expect her, and him, to show up early and catch me in the middle of trying to take my blood pressure.

I knew it could be worse. They could have walked in before Siti had a chance to tell me about their arrival. Before I had a chance to put away the blood pressure meter. Why was I so afraid of them catching me doing something so routine, though? Maybe I couldn’t help but think it showed some sign of weakness.

Kai and his assistant setting up a small office in my waiting room didn’t really help with my blood pressure. He’d spent all day here with some of his people coming and going. Some of my colleagues noticed the odd set up, but none of them asked me about it. I was glad about that. I didn’t really have the headspace or the time to deal with him.

Until now.

“Dr. Bennet.” A little too formal coming from Kai. Like the greeting came from a new patient. What kind of game was he playing?

“Yes, Mr. Li. Please have a seat.”

Two can play this game.

He made a noise which, if I’m not mistaken, sounded almost like a strangled groan. “Oh, you have no idea what you’re doing to me princess.”

“Uh huh.” So, he has a slutty doctor fantasy huh? “Here’s the cup. Place the sample in the cup.”

He looked up and down, at my hand then at my face multiple times.

“Chop, chop!” I barked the words at him, enjoying this moment of control.

“Okay, right away, ma’am,” He snatched the cup from my hand and unbuckled his belt.

“What are you doing?” I tried very hard not to laugh. Collecting sperm had never been my job before and I didn’t know what to say to this ‘donor’.

“Taking my pants off.” He explained, like I didn’t know what he was doing.

“I can see that.”

“How are you going to collect my sample if I keep my pants up?” His eyebrows rose twice. His voice and the rest of his face remained serious. And somehow, he’d managed to make it sound like I was the one being ridiculous.

“Hmm, you’re right.” Smiling, I got up and put on a pair of gloves that I snapped tightly for effect. I heard a soft moan behind me, but I wasn’t sure if it was a sound of pleasure or worry. From the cabinet to my right, I retrieved a long needle and syringe, humming to myself as I attached the needle. I turned to face Kai, a smile that I knew was a little sadistic, firmly in place.

“What are you doing?” The smile became a grin as his eyes went round and wide at the sight of the needle.

“Extracting some sperm.” I answered a matter of factly.

“With that?” He pointed at the syringe now in my hand.

“No silly. That’s just to draw out the sperm. First, I need you to remove your pants, then I’ll swab your testical with alcohol, insert the needle and draw out the sperm.” His jaw dropped. And I couldn’t help but burst into a laugh. “Your face! I wished I had it filmed so I could send it to Link.”

“Don’t you dare.” He warned with his finger as well as his voice. “So, we’re not doing the needle?”

Poor thing, I must have really messed him up.

“No, I was just messing with you. I’m sorry. You know, just the normal,” I couldn’t say that word that I had said so many times to other patients without flinching, not to him… “masturbation.”

I coughed the word out.

“Okay. Phew. I thought you were going to stick that thing up my little…” he whistled two notes to replace the word penis. “Do you ever do that to people? Just curious.”

“Yes, if they can’t produce sperm on their own, then I’ve had to perform the procedure. It’s testicular sperm aspiration.” I said it like I was proud. But doing such a procedure with a lack of confidence would only make the patients doubt your professionalism.

“You’re joking!” Horror came back to his face. “Tell me you’re joking. Please?”

“No. I’m not joking. It’s necessary to have sperm to perform many tests–”

“So, you’ve touched other men’s penises!” He cut me off. “And saw a lot of penises.”