The Intern Nurse Is My One Night Stand Stripper

Surprise slapped Dr Rian Whiteson hard on his cheek when he saw that the new intern Nurse resuming at his hospital was the club girl, the night worker and his one time night stand. How can she combine both professions together? A nurse by day and a stripper by night, the thoughts of it sent a disgusting feeling down his throat. The resentment he felt towards her was glaring and everyone noticed the hatefulness he felt towards her. The height of it came when she was confirmed pregnant and Isabella was insinuating that he was responsible for her pregnancy. Without thinking twice he threw her out of his hospital and a few years later he found her again, a renowned medical doctor from an influential family and she's the lost sought after daughter of the Graham's family. Will their relationships change because of this identity reversal ....?

Chapters

Chapter 1

Isabella Green grunted, feeling anxious. She cursed the traffic a million times, for getting clumped up on a day like this. She glanced at her wristwatch and sighed restlessly.

She's going to be late on her first day as an intern Nurse.

Eventually, the taxi pulled up in front of the city hospital and she pulled out a rumpled dollar note and gave it to the driver and hurriedly dashed into the hospital.

She was late already and this was supposed to be her first day as an intern student. She walked briskly into the reception and presented her letter for resumption.

"The conference hall, take the turn by the left and use the elevator," the receptionist directed. Isabella nodded and thanked the receptionist before storming off.

As she arrived at the top of the elevator, she heard her name "Isabella Green" she swallowed a lump in her throat as she quickly answered "Right here sir"

She was breathing hard and fast. She didn't expect that she would arrive at the nick of time, she raised her head to glance in the direction her name was mentioned and their eyes locked:

Isabella's facial expression immediately turned pale. She shivered and her fingers trembled. For some seconds, she lost her composure as she glared at him, dazed.

Him?

What is he doing in a hospital coat?

Is he a doctor?

"First day at work and you're already late?" He asked, sneer and resentment laced his words. What is she doing in his hospital? He didn't know her name otherwise, he would never have approved her application for internship in his hospital.

"I...I...I'm sorry sir" Isabella stuttered. She couldn't compose herself. Her palms became sweaty and she stared at the floor, completely flushed.

"This is going to be the first and obviously the last time, you will be pardoned for late coming" he declared and turned to whisper a few things into the ears of his subordinate before walking away.

As soon as he left, the matron turned to Isabella "My name is Adele Dai and I am the head of the Nurses department in this hospital and I specifically welcome you to City Hospital" she smiled and shook hands with her. The other employees did the same and introduced themselves.

This woman Isabella Green must have carried a favour on her personality to have been pardoned by Dr. Rian. He doesn't accept lateness not in the slightest form, such an employee is immediately fired.

To have pardoned this intern student meant, he woke up on the other side of his bed.

Isabella appreciated everyone and said she looked forward to having a great time working with all of them. As soon as she was shown her cubicle in the nurses station, Isabella sighed for relief.

She felt she had developed a migraine already. But how is he a doctor too?

Dr. Rian stride into his executive lounge when Dr. Rodrigo stepped in after him. He watched as Rian pulled off his hospital coat, and sighed softly, massaging the bridge between his eyes.

Despite turning his back to him, Rodrigo knew something was up. What's there about the intern Nurse? He saw everything and if nobody else knows, Rian knows he has eyes for details and he can tell something is off by a single glance.

"Is there something I need to know?" Rodrigo asked, walking over to the refrigerator and pulled out a canned fruit juice. He smirks, feeling some hesitation in his friend.

"Know? Like what?" Rian Whiteson shrugged, trying to act calm and composed. He didn't sell out anything about his encounter with that intern Nurse, right?

Rodrigo turned abruptly and faced him "Don't act dump with me Rian. I meant, you should tell me about that intern Nurse" He bluntly declared.

"There's nothing to say except that we have another intern Nurse in this hospital that goes by the name Isabella Green " Rian snapped at him and frowned.

He wish there was no past or history between them.

"You've never been a good liar, Rian. Why do you feel you can become one now? What's up between you and that intern Nurse that made her obtain your generous pardon on the first day at work?

Why the exception? Why didn't you send her back immediately? You've always been strict and arrogant, why do I feel when you saw her, there was a moment of hesitation in your eyes, tell me Rian?" Rodrigo demanded, fixing his gaze on him.

"She's the woman!" Rian informed and gnashed his teeth. There are some actions that one gets involved in and later regrets everything. That's exactly how he was feeling at the moment.

"The woman..." Rodrigo trailed off, did a mental calculation and continued "your one night stand?" He asked and Rian nodded.

A smile spread across Rodrigo's face. "Do you feel uncomfortable with her working with you?" He asked, a Megawatt smile on his face. He loves the looks on his friend's face.

"Working with me is nothing compared to the level of resentment I felt towards that woman. Don't you understand what I am saying, she's a prostitute, a whore. How can I keep such a woman working in my hospital"

"Common off it, dude. At that moment when you were drugged and your dick was hard and erect, fully controlling your mind and desire, you didn't realise the woman you were going to drive that dick into was a prostitute, did you?" Rodrigo reprimanded him.

"I already told you, that was a mistake. I needed a cunt to relieve myself and I got one. I paid her handsomely than what she can earn in an entire year, but getting fucked by everything in trousers...is a filthy, dude.

It's never going to happen again but her presence resents me greatly" Rian spat out in disgust. He was drunk, but more like he was drugged, otherwise he would have gone for a more decent woman in times of need and not a public hole.

"No matter what has happened, respect her professionally and don't let the past affect your working with her" Rodrigo advised and stepped out.

As he stepped out, he walked towards the nurses station, Mrs Adele Dai was busy sorting out the surgical materials for sterilisation when Dr. Rodrigo walked in.

"Dr Rodrigo..." Mrs Adele said trailing off.

"Mrs Adele, I want the intern student to be working with Dr. Rian and myself for now" he instructed with a smile. He needed to study this woman that Rian has developed so much resentment for.

She'd already been assigned to Dr. Rian for this week. From next week, she'll be working with you directly" Matron Adele explained.

Rodrigo nodded, and left. As soon as he left, Matron Adele sighed softly, what's there about this intern Nurse?

Are the doctors already crushing on her?

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