Dottore X Reader Novels & Stories

Tatiana finally stirred. As her lashes parted, the first thing she saw was the ceiling above her, pale and still, before the sensation of cool dampness touched her forehead. A towel. Her eyes fluttered fully open, adjusting to the brightness. Slowly, the blur of a white coat sharpened—the doctor stood beside her bed, scribbling something on a notepad. And there he was. Xander. Standing near the window, arms folded across his chest, his broad shoulders drawn tight, his gaze locked on her. His face was as cold and unreadable as ever, but his eyes…

Alex went on his knees and cried holding her hand, Clara was lying motionlessly on the bed. " Please don't stay long she needs to rest.'' The doctor was about to leave when a weak voice called him back in a pleading tone. " Dr, please I don't want to see him." she closed her eyes not wanting to look at the man standing beside the doctor. The doctor was confused, they're two people, who does the patient want out?, he looked at Alex back to Xavier . " Him, " as if she felt the doctor's predicament Clara slowly raised her trembling pale finger and pointed at Xavier staring him in the eyes. The doctor looked at the man who was supposed to be the husband and asked him to leave .

he said. "Do what you want." "Jane." "I get it." I looked up. "I'm not arguing. Put whoever you want on the door." He studied my face. "You're scared." "I'm a doctor who just opened a box with a severed finger in it. Yes. I'm scared." He crossed the room. Crouched in front of me, so we were eye level, the same way he did when fear, tension, and anger left me exposed and shaken. “You don't have to be afraid. I will find out who did this. And when I do—"

"Focus on her. Her face, her body, her voice. You must feel her. Then push the pain back to her." In New York, Mr. X has gone from kissing her lips to kissing her neck and chest as he undresses her. Ada helps Mr. X out of his. "Shower," Mr. X orders before ripping her pants off. He picks her up and carries her to the bathroom. She admires his muscular body. He has no hair past his neck. He does have tattoos. A phoenix on his chest, the red and orange wings stretch down his arms. The head of the bird his resting on his chest below his collarbone. Ada runs her fingers down the green and purple body to his boxers. Mr. X smiles at her curiosity,

The moment she mentioned the name, Lily couldn’t help but to feel intrigued–after all, she was a self-proclaimed number one shipper of this great doctor and that mafia boss! “You sound so happy. What is it, Mi amore?” Primo asked with a smile as he raised his legs on the free space of the sofa with his computer on his lap. He tucked his phone between his ear and shoulder, so he could use both of his hands typing on the keyboard.

D - Thank you, you're the best xx T - I make no such promises hehe x X - Fight me, big man. I'll take you even with a broken ankle. I finished my bowl but the time I heard Xavier's car pull into the garage. He came in with an older male Wolf Shifter, still wearing a hospital coat and tags. Xavier raised a brow at me and teased as he crawled beside me in the den. "Oh Tiny, maybe learn to walk first, then challenge me," he said, chuckling. "Dr. Jones, this is my mate, Rose Foxx."

Before Xander’s eyes return his pecks his lips against mine and I freeze beneath him. He blinks his sleepy eyes open as he stares at me. A smile graces his handsome face before his eyes widen and he jumps away from me. The motion causes me to laugh as he lands heavily on the floor with a groan. Leaning over the bed I look at him and burst into more laughter when I see that he is a disheveled mess. His hair falls all over his face. The top of his robe is open and shows the wide expanse of his chest. His leg covered in those golden tattoos even peaks out from the bottom of his robe.

The dark skinned female doctor behind the desk stands up and gives us a welcoming smile as we enter. “Welcome, Miss Ross and Mr. Peccati. I am Dr. Harley Goldwing.” I am happily surprised that she actually greeted me before Alessio. “Please take a seat and we will start with some questions.” Alessio sits close to me on the couch and holds my hand in his lap. To any other person this must look like a loving and concerned partner. I can see the doctor’s eyes following every motion that we make, but she keeps her smile in place. “So you are here to find out if you are pregnant, is that correct?” The doctor looks at me but it is Alessio that starts to speak.

**Content Warning:** This chapter contains explicit content and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised Aria's POV: As he walked deeper into the room, the dim light revealed Xander. His nose flared in alert, and his jaw clenched. His eyes flashed golden a few times as he walked towards me. I don’t need to tell him what was going on with me because from his eyes, I know he must be able to smell the heat and my arousal. A whimper escapes my lips when the heat increases. “Help me,” I say between sobs.

"Bethy, you're a great woman but...uh," I frown at him. I came here with the decision to stop deceiving him but it seems like what he's dying to say is much more important. "Liam,what is it? You can tell me anything" I ask him gently, urging him with my eyes to speak up. He stays quiet for a few seconds and looks down at his trembling fingers. I follow his gaze down to his fingers and- whoa, wait. Are his fingernails manicured? My eyebrows crease as I look closer. I don't remember seeing his fingers this perfectly trimmed and manicured before. I get that he's a doctor but...