Doutor Novels & Stories

My hand dropped from his face and I turned to leave then the door opened. A younger, handsome doctor entered the room. My eyes stayed fixed on him, my heart beating as I watched him adjust his glasses. Then he cleared his throat, breaking my out of my trance. “Hi, I'm Doctor Xavier.” His name sounded familiar. He extended his hand for a handshake and I paused, looking at him from head to toe. The hair was the same, the face structure, the voice and… Oh my God, they had the same eyes.

My English failed me when I felt in any way upset or bothered. "Did you know she's 30K deep in student debt and you're just going to let her struggle? Shame on you, Domo." He sighed and sat down alongside me. I didn't bother asking how or why the fuck he knew that in the first place. "I was going to- you know what, never mind. It's far too dangerous. She's not trained." I argued giving him a pointed look but Yurik was as stubborn as an ox once he set his mind on something.

I needed… me back. *** The next day, I found myself standing outside a small, discreet clinic tucked between two apartment buildings downtown. A white sign read: “Dr. Adrian Cole — Specialist in Women’s Health & Confidence.” My hands shook as I pushed the door open. The faint scent of vanilla and antiseptic hit me immediately, tangling with the memory of Ethan’s cologne, the lipstick, the betrayal. My stomach twisted. “Can I help you?” a receptionist asked, smiling warmly. “Yes… I have an appointment with Dr. Cole,” I said, my voice barely above a whisper.

“You’re so beautiful.” Then I chuckled. “Right. Of course. We look the same.” I talked to her for nearly half an hour. She didn’t respond, but I didn’t stop. I told her everything I could. I wanted to believe she could hear me. James stayed quietly in the background. Watching me like I’d lost it, talking to someone deep in sleep. I made the most of every second. Because tomorrow, I would no longer be Noami. I would be Normani Arvenze—the wife of Dr. Fabio Arvenze.

(Fiesty slut isn't she what I wouldn't pay to be the one fucking this virgin pussy) the man said cruelly. She flinched at his words and she felt him stroking her thighs as he struggled against the next mans grip. " Basta che ora appartiene a Leonardo e non deve essere toccata, a meno che tu non voglia spiegare al don che hai rovinato il suo regalo di compleanno"(Thats enough she belongs to Leonardo now and is not to be touched, this is unless you want to explain to the don that you ruined his birthday gift) the other man said.

“The biggest music record label CEO, popularly known as CEO Dante, is currently under investigation by the board of directors for fraud and embezzlement of company funds.” I froze for a minute, staring at the television in disbelief. My eyes widened as I saw his face on the screen. Dante, in a crisp black suit, walking out of his office building, with cameras flashing all around him. He didn’t speak, or even attempt to answer the reporters screaming questions at him. He just walked straight ahead with that stern unapproachable look on his face.

The female students were screaming and shouting while the men seemed to be insecure with the handsome creature in front of them. You will definitely be weary because of him! The big bulge in those fitted pants must have been scratched. Damn! What the hell am I thinking of the handsome doctor with the big bulge! “Omg!” “Fuck! He’s here! Omg! He’s here!” “So handsome!” “Shit talent bhie!” “I’m sure you don’t want to disappoint the handsome doctor and owner of the famous hospital in the world, Monteclar Hospital. He’s also owned this university.”

“Are you sure this has nothing to do with that doctor lady?” Argh, bastard.

“Here’s another question from @MiraClassics: Aren’t you one of Devin Mávros’ flings?” Evan choked on his beer. “What the fuck?” “Is this Devin, the one from Mávros enterprises?” Kandra looked behind the camera and another message popped on the screen from ‘@MiraClassics: yes. That hot bachelor.’ “Were you? I mean, that guy is one of the most sought out bachelors in New York if not in the entire world.”

He gave her a large grin and introduced himself. “Hi, Miranda isn’t it? I’m Roger.” Miranda took his outstretched hand and greeted him. “Sorry I haven’t said hello before, I tend to be out on digs a lot or cleaning some of the items off down in our lab.” He pointed to the coin. “Amazing isn’t it? How intact that one has remained?”