Chapter 13: Dreams, Delusions, and Dirty Deeds

With Maria’s help, Brian regained his senses and started on his path to recovery. Maria had assured him that Anna still loved him, and he should wait for her to come back.

With Anna not being at home and Maria being busy with her duties during the day, he had a lot of free time. He stopped avoiding Victor and had a conversation with him. With Maria’s assurance in mind, he stopped looking at Victor as a competitor for Anna’s love.

Victor, on his part, took some time to drop his reluctance. With no other person available for sensible conversation, he also started talking. They soon developed an amicable connection.

Brian had missed a lot of his studies and medical practice in the last few months. Now that he had an actual patient in front of him, his instincts took over. He started working with Victor’s nurses in his daily care and monitoring his progress. Being a neurosurgeon, he studied Victor’s files to learn about his condition. Although Victor was recovering well, he was actually in a very sensitive state. Any sort of physical and emotional strain could prove fatal for him during his recovery.

Things are rarely so simple in relationships. There was always a hidden sense of animosity between them. Victor had noticed the longing on Brian’s face when he looked at Anna. If not for his current condition, he would have given him another good bashing. He started talking about Anna in front of Brian to agitate him. He even went to the extent of telling Brian how he had taken Anna’s virginity on their wedding night.

“You should have seen her,” Victor sneered, a cruel smirk etched across his face. “I made sure to really show her what it meant to be a man.”

Standing there with the syringe in his hand, listening to his nemesis speak about how he had deflowered the woman he loved, made him miserable. Every word falling from Victor’s lips felt like a hot poker searing into his chest, stirring up the embers of jealousy and resentment smoldering within him.

He knew any outburst from him would only give Victor exactly what he wanted. He kept it together, keeping his head in the game.

Brian suppressed his urge to inject an air bubble into his veins. He gripped the syringe with a steady hand, slid it into Victor’s IV line, and slowly began depressing the plunger, watching as clear liquid disappeared from the chamber into his enemy’s veins.

“Is that so?” Brian’s even-toned voice had a tightness due to his attempt at keeping his restraints.

“You wouldn’t believe the things I made Anna do,” he said proudly. “She was so eager for more every time. She couldn’t get enough of my——”

“That’s it!” Brian snapped, cutting him short as his temper finally broke. He jerked the syringe free and discarded it. “We are done.”

Victor gave up on his childish tricks when he failed to get a rise from Brian. He was happy with Anna’s attention and loving care. It did not skip his notice that Anna actively avoided Brian, and it made him feel warm at heart.

While Brian longed for Anna, he found solace in the loving embrace of Maria. He did not know why she had held back so long, but since their first night, she was insatiable. They rarely spent any time together during the day, but they spent nights exploring their passion.

Maria was a patient lover, and she enjoyed long sessions of foreplay and edging. He learned the joys of good tit fucks and developed a passion for licking her pussy. She enjoyed their slow lovemaking and also took pleasure in hard and dirty fucks. Her simple treatment for Brian was to smother him in her boobs while they slept and drain his balls daily. She wasn’t very vocal in expressing her feelings, but her physical intimacy filled that gap. Her gentle cuddles after the sex conveyed her feelings louder than words ever could.

Brian had a cold sweat dripping down his face as he stared at the test results in his hands, his heart pounding in his chest. The paper shook slightly as he clenched it tighter.

Helping with Victor’s treatment had done wonders for him as he got in touch with his life passion. After a long time, he started studying again and reached out to Jim, asking for help. Jim was happy to allow him to connect remotely when they discussed current cases at the hospital.

Brian was feeling drowsiness and had random headaches, so he ran some quick tests on himself. But the results had chilled him to the core. The tests showed an outrageous amount of psychotic drugs in his system. Far more than could be explained by any legitimate medical treatment or even recreational drug use. If he wanted a detailed report to identify the exact drug and its effects, he’d need to go to the lab for further testing.

Brian tried to steady his breathing as his mind raced with possibilities. He vaguely remembered Maria giving him some kind of medicine during one of his delirious episodes, but he couldn’t be sure. His memories were hazy and unreliable due to the drugs coursing through his system.

Could he trust what little he could remember? Was Maria responsible for this? But why would she drug him? What did she have to gain by messing with his mind like this?

Unless ... unless Victor had something to do with it. Brian’s eyes widened as another possibility occurred to him - one that sent chills down his spine. What if Victor had given him some kind of experimental drug? It would explain the hallucinations and paranoia he’d experienced.

But no, that couldn’t be right. Could it? Victor might be many things - controlling, manipulative, even cruel - but surely he wouldn’t resort to drugging him like this. Would he?

Brian shook his head, trying to clear the fog from his mind. He needed answers, and he wasn’t going to get them by sitting here spiraling into more paranoid thoughts.

With a deep breath, he shoved the test results in his pocket and headed out into the fresh air, hoping it would help clear his head. The cool breeze helped calm his racing heart slightly as he leaned against the railing of the mansion’s grand staircase.

He lit up a cigarette, taking a long drag as he stared out at the expansive grounds. What was he going to do now? Who could he trust?

Maria was the only person who came to mind - she’d always been there for him, even when no one else had. But how much should he tell her? If Victor was involved somehow ... Brian shuddered to think what Maria might do if she found out.

No, he couldn’t risk it. Not until he had more proof. For now, he needed to play it cool and keep his suspicions to himself. He’d go to the lab for a detailed report on the drugs in his system, then figure out his next move from there.

Brian took another drag of his cigarette, the smoke filling his lungs with a calming buzz. Whatever was happening, he refused to let it break him again. He was stronger now, thanks to Maria’s help. And he’d use that strength to protect Anna and uncover the truth, no matter what it took.

With renewed determination, Brian stubbed out his cigarette and headed inside, determination setting hard in his bones. If Maria wouldn’t help him find answers about the drugs in his system, then by God, he’d do it himself. No matter what it took.