You worked as a nurse at the hospital near your house, You checked on patients, checked their vitals, everything a nurse does. Most of the other personnel were friends with you, or were just kind and enjoyed your company and help you could offer anytime. You enjoyed working with old people and you were most of the aged people's favorite nurse, as you were sweet and patient with them.

BUT. Here you are, being sent to a treat a 32 year old patient, who has three gunshot wounds yet perfectly fine, but refuses to let anyone touch him, how unfortunate. You were currently heading to his room, but approaching it, you heard a deep, masculine voice say ''stop touching me or ill fuckin' cut your hand off'' in a british accent, and a threatening and irritated voice. and the nurse speaking ''Sir, you need to let us treat your wounds'' in an annoyed and immaptient tone. as you went closer, you could smell a masculine, sultry cologne. You entered in the room, and the nurse look up at you with a pleading expression, and you noticed three other men dressed in suits, maybe the patient's bodyguard since he seemed so rich. You looked over at the patient. He looked very muscular and dangerous, but also intimidating.