Living with the Mafia

Chapter 3 With His Pants

"Alright, I'll help you with your pants."

Daisy crouched in front of Ethan, gripping the sides of his pants and yanking them down in one swift motion.

"Ugh..." A muffled groan came from above her.

"Miss!" Ethan gritted his teeth. "Don't you know you need to untie the belt first?"

Daisy blushed with embarrassment. "Sorry, I... I forgot."

She genuinely had forgotten. The hospital gowns were loose, and the pants were tied with a belt.

Her eyes fell on his belt, and her gaze inadvertently drifted lower.

She hadn't had any s****l activity in three months due to her round-the-clock paparazzi work, and this was the closest she had been to a man in all that time. She couldn't help but wonder if she was making things awkward.

She licked her lips and reached for his belt, only to hear him question her in a suspicious tone, "What are you doing?"

Startled, Daisy quickly raised her hand, feeling the unmistakable texture even through the thin fabric.

"Sorry..."

It had been too long since she had s*x last time, and her hand seemed to have a mind of its own!

Her trembling hands fumbled to untie the knot, but in her nervousness, she somehow turned the simple task into a clumsy mess.

"Hurry up!" Ethan's voice had dropped to a dangerously low tone.

Daisy was flustered, tiny beads of sweat forming on her nose. "Uh... how about I get some scissors?"

She mimed a cutting motion with her fingers.

Ethan felt a chill run through him. What did she want? Cut off his boys?! He pushed her hands away and coldly commanded, "Just untie it!"

Daisy had no idea why he was so angry. The bathroom was dimly lit, and she could barely see. She leaned in closer to get a better look.

This brief yet seemingly eternal process was a mix of pleasure and torment for Ethan. She was so close that her breath fell on his most sensitive area.

Ethan was amazed to find that, despite his severe injuries and significant blood loss, he could still react to her presence so quickly.

Looking at her face, he felt a powerful urge to pull her head towards his groin.

Daisy was unaware of the torment she was causing or that the part she touched was visibly swelling.

Just as she finally untied the belt, the bathroom door swung open from the outside.

"Where is he?" the nurse muttered, but when she saw the scene inside the bathroom, she quickly retreated, shouting with delight.

"Doctor! The car accident patient's s****l function is normal!"

The nurse's voice was loud enough to be heard throughout the hospital. Mortified, Daisy hurriedly pulled Ethan's pants down and ran out.

This was beyond embarrassing. She had no idea how she would face the nurses again.

In her haste, Daisy hadn't noticed the large erection she had inadvertently revealed, but Ethan was well aware of the intense desire he felt for her.

As he looked down, the image of her kneeling before him, her lips puckered, flashed through his mind.

Damn it!

Did he have such poor self-control?

Outside, Daisy, her face flushed with embarrassment, approached the nurse. "Don't misunderstand. We weren't..."

Before she could finish, the nurse waved her off. "I understand. You don't need to explain."

Having worked in the hospital for several years, the nurse had seen all kinds of situations. This was nothing new.

"However, this patient is seriously injured and can't engage in strenuous activity. I advise waiting until he's discharged for any... extracurricular activities."

The nurse glanced at Daisy's tender red lips before turning away with a hint of regret. She had heard about the handsome patient Ethan in this room and came to see for herself. She hadn't expected Daisy to act so fast. Hotties were always in high demand.

Daisy watched the nurse leave, feeling a mix of relief and frustration.

Luckily, Ethan was the only one in this double room, or there would have been more misunderstandings.

Ethan took a long time to cool down in the bathroom. When he finally emerged, he saw Daisy, still blushing, walk back in. She absentmindedly licked her lips, clearly lost in thought.

Ethan's barely subdued desire flared up again. He wondered if the car accident had impaired his self-control rather than his s****l function.

Seeing him hobble out, Daisy instinctively reached to help, her hand landing on his chest muscle, which she squeezed unconsciously.

"Help me with my belt, please."

Daisy quickly withdrew her hand from his chest and fumbled with his belt, tying it securely before supporting his arm and helping him to the bed. His long arm draped over her neck, making her feel completely enveloped by his presence. As she guided him, he couldn't help but notice her flawless, sun-kissed skin and the enticing fragrance that lingered around her.

This scent had clung to his senses as he drifted in and out of consciousness...

He found himself leaning in for a closer sniff.

Daisy felt the warmth of his breath near her ear and looked up, meeting his deep blue eyes. His handsome face was just inches away...