My Possessive Alpha Wants Me Back
The sudden knock on the door breaks my silence and reverie, and a tall, imposing doctor enters, his crisp white coat and confident stride exuding an air of professionalism and competence.
His piercing eyes scan the room, settling on me with a warm smile.
"Ah, Luna Jasmine,"
he says with a warm smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he approaches me. I attempt to return the smile, still feeling a bit vulnerable and uncertain.
"I'm Doctor Oliver," he introduces himself, confidently.
"I'll be your personal doctor for now," he explains, his gaze gentle and professional as he begins our consultation.
“Congratulations” He adds, briefly glancing at my stomach.
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