But as Sylvester's hand moved from her neck down to caress her breasts, she gently pulled away.
"Not now, baby," Anabel whispered, and Sylvester was disappointed. "I just thought..."
"I know." Anabel replied, placing her right hand on his cheek. "But I want us to take it slow. I enjoy spending time with you like this, talking and laughing. We will have our moments, but just not tonight."
Sylvester nodded, trying to mask his disappointed look. "You are right, baby. I just got carried away."
Anabel smiled and gave him a reassuring kiss on the cheek. "Thank you for understanding me. Let's just enjoy each other's company."
They continued talking, and the initial tension began to dissipate slowly. After a few minutes, Anabel glanced at the time and realized it was getting late. "I should be going home."
"I'm hoping you'd stay over today." Sylvester said.
"Maybe next time." Anabel replied and stood up.
"Alright," he said, standing up and walking her to the door.
Anabel paused for a moment and looked up at him. She reached out and gently pulled him into a warm embrace. Their eyes met, and she leaned in to give him a tender kiss on the lips.
"Take good care of yourself, baby," she whispered, rubbing his cheek.
"It's alright, thanks for visiting," he replied.
With a smile, she turned and walked out the door, leaving Sylvester standing there, watching her go. She entered her car and her driver drove off. Sylvester was not happy. He has thought he had already had her. He wanted to have a taste of her pussy. He wanted to fuck her badly on every corner of his house.
"I will surely have you one day." He smirked and retired to his room.
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The next day, Vanessa visited Sylvester. They talked about how they would visit and convince a doctor who would be help them on their plan. They needed to make it look real. After making their plans, they book an appointment online. Luckily for them, they were scheduled to come the following day.
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Sylvester and Vanessa arrived at the hospital and walked through the hospital's sterile corridors. The bright lights was reflecting off the polished floors. Vanessa's hand was clinging to Sylvester’s arm as they walked.
Since they had booked an appointment online, they headed to one of the doctor's offices. In the hospital, they have up to nine doctors. Among them, Sylvester had picked Dr. Richard.
They got to his ward and met his secretary. "We are here to see doctor Richard. We have an appointment with him by 12pm, and it's almost time."
"Can you wait a little? He's attending to a patient. He will be back soon." The secretary replied. "You can have a seat." She pointed at the visitor's seat, which was at the other end.
"Let's go and sit down." Sylvester said, and Vanessa followed him to sit down.
After a few minutes, Dr. Richard showed up. He entered his office, and the secretary followed him. A few moments later, the secretary walked out. "You can go inside now."
"Thank you." Sylvester replied and walked into the doctor's office alongside Vanessa.
"Good day, sir." Sylvester greeted.
"Make yourself comfortable." Dr. Richard replied without looking up, and they sat down.
Dr. Richard looked up from his paperwork and asked. "What can I do for you today?"
"Like I mentioned online, we have a delicate matter to discuss with you," Sylvester began. "I will go straight to the point. Vanessa and I need your help in arranging a medical condition. We want to fake a liver problem that requires a transplant. We want to get money from someone."
Dr. Richard's expression changed. "I don’t understand. You are asking me to falsify medical records to extort money from someone? I'm sorry, but I won’t be part of something illegal."