Dottore X Pantalone Novels & Stories

I conclude, leaving his office. I park my car and once again face that French-style garden of X's new house. I walk through the green labyrinth until I reach the marble steps leading to the wooden door. I'm glad that at least this time I'm wearing wide-leg pants and a white dress shirt, with my hair tied in a low ponytail. I know I look as professional as possible and unattractive by X's standards, which favors that our conversation doesn't take another turn. I tighten the strap of my black bag in my fingers and then climb the few steps to the door, which is already open. I enter and find X coming down the white marble stairs. He stops on the last step, putting his hands in the pocket of his

Peace was something I thought we would never achieve, but with Xavier’s perseverance, he kept everyone at arm’s length without going neck and neck with one another. Even Garin of the Russian mafia pledged his allegiance to Xavier when he helped him put back together his mafia that Balandin destroyed with his treacherous ways. He shook his head, poking my nose. “I get to experience the pleasure of seeing your eyes lit up when I surprise you. You should know this by now, my love.” The only hint he gave me was to wear something comfortable. He was sporting his casual clothes, jeans, gray shirt topped with his leather jacket and paired with his biker boots. While I was wearing a white dress, pum

“I thought it was urgent, so I didn’t have time to clean up.” “I’ve got some shards stuck under my feet,” Xavier said, his tone a mix of annoyance and discomfort. “Yes, boss,” Dr. Emiliano replied, quickly regaining his composure. He pulled a cushioned stool closer to Xavier and settled onto it, opening his briefcase with a deliberate motion, revealing an array of medical tools, and he slipped on a pair of gloves, his focus now directed fully at Xavier's injured foot. He selected a pair of tweezers and positioned Xavier's foot onto his thigh as he began taking out the shards in Xavier's skin.

He slowly brought it down as he saw Marianne's innocent face, he sat on the couch half-naked. He pulled his trouser closer and brought out some cash, he dropped it on the table for the three of them. He went into the restroom while two of the girls gush over the money, the third one was too tired to move a finger. Her middle was on fire, she turned her head at the sound of an open door. Xander had his usual cold expression before walking out of the room. "Where to sir?" Inquired his driver as he hop in. "To the mansion," he replied abs resting his head on the seat.

A one-night self-reward to help her erase whatever stupid feelings she thought she had for a mafia boss who didn’t know how to spell softness. Dante reached the last step. He was in a dark shirt and black pants, simple, nothing too official, but somehow the man still looked like danger dressed itself. He stopped when he noticed her staring. His eyes dragged down her body like he was checking what he touched last night. Then he cleared his throat. A slow, wicked smile pulled at his lips. “You want another round before work?” Iris blinked fast. Her throat went dry. She forced a laugh. It came out dry like sand.

I wouldn't be using the gauntlets again for at least a week. "Mr Eiran, I understand your distaste for my people, but-" He stopped talking as our attention turned to a figure that had suddenly appeared in the doorway, two figures, actually. Mr X, in his purple suit, walked into the room, whistling a note like he had just won a lottery. His company, Falcon, remained outside with her back against the wall by the door. "Could you excuse us, Doctor?" Mr X requested. "Of course." Dr Chuck nodded with a bow and turned to leave.

He asked sarcastically. "Are you crazy? What are you trying to insinuate that I'm a dirty pig like you, I've bathed more times than you did for the past one week that i was indoors, so don't try to play me" Then he held one of her clothing snd sniffed it and and said “This has to be the culprit, it reeks of sweat and whatnot" Xandro said while holding it away from his nose. “What are you doing with my gym shorts?” Xyla said as she collected it from him defending herself saying

I am still pushing it and I saw him shaking his head. "You're unbelievable! You, silly girl, that's his name, X! Just one letter, and remember this, panty girl, don't get near him. He's dangerous!" I glared at him because he sounded like he owned me. While in the first place, he’s not even my friend! I have no time for this pervert. Might as well go back to the classroom. But before I could leave, I looked at him first. "Whatever! And can you please don't call me, panty girl?! Yours is even worse, PANTY STEALER!" I loudly said before I turned my back on him and decided to go back to the classroom.

There are lots of beds with people on it and I realized I'm the only one awake. I looked at my left and I was shocked to see a man sitting right beside me. He's putting on a white overall just like doctors and I guess he's one. He's in his early sixties and he has a file in his hand. There's a tray with used equipment on it with stains of blood. "Welcome back son" the man said but I only shot him an angry look. He brought out a radio and said something into, almost immediately, armed men came in with a man putting on a black Tuxedo with a pair of black shining shoes. His face was expressionless and judging from his appearance, he's a very rich man.

"You seem to forget he's the king and not so many people who actually smile with him like him. He has a lot of enemies, within and outside these walls.” “So what do you…” I didn't finish what I wanted to say when the door opened and the doctor walked in with an old man following behind him and Matteo too. He bowed in respect before walking to Xander's side. “I've checked him, nothing seems to be wrong with him." the doctor explained and the man hummed before taking Xander's hand. I turned to Dante wondering who the man was. “The healer, good with ancient medicine. They use the treatment method that was used in treating our ancestors.” Dante whispered and I nodded before turning back to the m