My X Report Novels & Stories

Reporters in the audience shot up from their seats, phones raised high as they flashed the latest breaking news to Xena. It was an official statement confirming that a private medical institution had been shut down and placed under investigation for falsifying medical reports. And right there, clear as day, was the name of the very clinic that had issued Xena’s diagnosis. “Miss Xander, care to respond? Is this report legitimate or not?” “Would you be willing to visit a certified medical institution for an official evaluation, right here and now?”

"Come on in." The man steps into the room, looking around at the cluttered space. He spots the papers and files on the table and raises an eyebrow. "What are you doing here?" he asks, his eyes narrowing. The journalist straightens up, meeting his gaze head-on. "We're investigating this camp. And we've found some things that we think people need to know about." The man's expression turns to one of disdain. "I see. And what do you think you've found, exactly?"

Then spun around to find Xavier standing by the doorway looking far too amused for someone who nearly sent me into cardiac arrest. “Oh my God, what is wrong with you people??” I snapped, clutching my chest dramatically. “Do all mafia men enjoy moving around like haunted spirits?” One of the guards finally lost the battle and burst out laughing. Traitor. Xavier’s lips twitched slightly as his eyes moved toward Miquel. “What happened?” he asked calmly. “Miquel happened,” I complained immediately. “Do you know this man has been reporting everything I do to you? EVERYTHING. At this point, I’m surprised he hasn’t informed you how many times I breathe per minute.”

Xander's pov A few days later I was seated in my office staring at the report in my hand in shock. The room was dark except for the faint glow coming from the fireplace. The enforcers had submitted it to me this morning and the words on the paper was something I had never dreamt about. I clenched the paper in my hand as my mind raced reading the words over and over again, hoping— praying, that I had misread. But I hadn’t. It was there, as clear as day.

She had refused to look him in the eye. When Maverly followed Xanthus to the emergency ward, he kept looking at her, but she refused to look into his eyes. Later, he lay in bed, waiting for her to visit him, but she didn't come. The doctor wrote a prescription for Xanthus. First, he ordered a brain scan, as well as an electrocardiograph. Then, he asked if Xanthus had ever encountered such a situation before. Xanthus knew very well that his condition was not a big problem. It was because he had been too tired recently. He had worked for the entire morning and did not get enough rest at night. Anyone would have ended up like him if they did the same. In addition, they would also suffer from in

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"Please, I'm here to see Doctor Rashford." "I'm sorry ma'am, but there is no doctor Rashfird here," "Are you sure. I know he is a doctor here." I replied "Give me a minute." I waited while she made a call. "When was the last time he treated you?" She asked me amidst the call. "He treated my father 7 years ago." She went back to the call. "The chief doctor said he stopped working here 7 years ago." "But is there a history of his past treatments here?" I panicked.

Half of Mia’s heart screamed no matter what time, while the other half agreed with Jaxon’s words. Seeing Jaxon who seemed to be waiting for an answer, Mia shook her head. “I don’t mind,” she replied. “Oh, before I forget, you should do a medical check-up with Doctor Timothy,” said Jaxon which made Mia a little speechless. “I just want to know your health condition,” added Jaxon which made Mia look worried. “What’s wrong with me?” Not wanting any misunderstandings, Jaxon shook his head.

"You can sit right there while I examine you, but I am checking you over before I allow Xavier back in here." Xavier. Moon's middle name that I use when we make love. To Moon, I'll always be Madison and never Mak. His last name stands for so much more than a name to me. It's who he is-unstoppable, unflappable, and strong. He guides me to the light, or at least he did. I don't think the sun will ever shine on me again. Carlo checks my vitals while I stay perfectly still. He shines his penlight into my eyes and gives a "hmm" sound. "Did you suffer dizziness after the blow to your head?"

A week later, my test results came back. The report showed that I was healthy enough to get pregnant, even if I had hyperventilation syndrome. Xavier stopped before leading me out the door and said, "The results of today' s test are private and the hospital is obligated to keep them confidential. If the results are ever leaked, I will be held accountable." Back in the ward, after closing the door, he let go of my arm. At the moment of separation, I suddenly took his hand.