Leaving the Scumbag, I Became a Mafia Princess Novel – The door to the VIP room was slightly ajar, and inside, I could hear suggestive breathing and laughter. Instinctively, I stopped, my hand still on the doorknob.
“You’re such a sexy vixen…” Alex’s voice was thick with desire. “Way hotter than that nerdy doctor.” “Of course, I’m way better than her, aren’t I?” Jane panted. “That bookworm only knows how to play Mother Teresa all day, saving lives.” “Saving lives?” Alex let out a derisive laugh. “Those people are my guys.
She really thinks she’s on some noble mission? Idiot.” My hands started to tremble. Two years of late-night patients, those “accidental victims” with gunshot wounds… “You think if she knew she’s been helping a gang launder identities, she’d drop dead?” Jane laughed wickedly.
“Dr. Bella, what a naive fool.” “Women like her are just meant to be used, right?” Alex’s voice grew more disdainful. “Just one signature, and the whole hospital is at our beck and call.
Where else can you find such a dumb woman…” I took a step back and knocked over the vase by the door. The shattering porcelain sounded particularly jarring in the silent hallway.
The noises from inside the ward abruptly stopped. “Who’s there?” Alex’s voice suddenly turned icy and severe. I pushed open the door, and the scene before me made my throat tighten.
Alex was half-naked, pressing Jane onto the hospital bed. His expensive suit was thrown carelessly on the floor, and Jane’s uniform was nearly ripped to shreds.