Permainan Dokter Cinta Novels & Stories

"Would you have come to dinner?" My silence gave him his answer. "That's what I thought.” I crossed to the window and stood with my back to him and looked out at the courtyard "I'm a doctor." My reflection looked back at me. Pale. "I save lives. That's the whole point of me. That's the only thing I've ever been certain of." "I know." "And you—" I stopped. "And I do the opposite. Yes. I know that too." I turned around. He was already standing.

The doctor said softly. Then Jace went to the door and opened it. Bowing to him slightly. The Doctor walked in. He used a stereoscope to check my heart. Then he brought out the file. “So you have a sperm Blockage surgery?” Jace chuckled, and I glared at him. “How old are you?” The doctor asked, annoyed. I smiled. “I just don't want my wife to suffer childbirth for now.” The Doctor smiled. “Oh…Is that pretty Lady Alessa? She is your wife?” He asked with a smile.

I heard someone call. "Yes," I said as I walked up to the Doctor "Camela is calling for you," the Doctor said I looked at my mom, who told me to go to Camela. Once in the room, I walked over to Camela, lying in a bed with an IV in her arm. "Blake," she said as soon as I walked into the room. "Everything is going to be okay, Princess. I am here, How are you feeling," I said as I walked over to her. I kissed her on the top of her head and pulled a chair close to her bed to sit in.

asked Emma as she continued to cry. "Emma, you should know this thing. Looks don't win anyone's heart. Sure there will be an attraction but that fades away with time. The partners end up cheating and getting bored with each other. Remember, the day you find someone accepting you, the way you are, you have found true love. True love is beyond good looks." "Does that even happen in real life? I have only read such things in books." "One look at those people who have been married for years and you will know it. True love only happens when both the partners accept each other's flaws."

**The Doctor’s Beautiful Wife** The dining room was breathtaking, a picture of perfection. The elegant chandelier cast a soft, warm glow over the room, and the table was set meticulously with fine china, polished silverware, and crystal glasses. Candles flickered gently in their holders, their flames small and steady, barely moving in the stillness of the house. The room, with all its grandeur, seemed hollow—beautiful, but cold.

Beth and Mara both laughed and the doctors grinned trying to stifle small giggles. “Ms. Beth, or do I call you doc?” the male doctor spoke to Beth and she looked almost astonished “who me?” Beth chirped “oh shit hunny I haven't been called that in years just call me Beth'' The two doctors looked at eachother and grinned almost maliciously. The female placed a gentle kiss on the male doctor’s cheek and grinned softly. The male doctor offered his hand out to Beth with a flirtatious look “Well then Beth'' he cooed, as he took her small hand “Please do me the honor of discussing the Assassin's vitals and looking over his chart, I would hate to damage any of your exquisite work” and with his la

The sounds he made—low groans and my name—made me wet all over again. When neither of us could wait any longer, he settled between my thighs and slid home. We moved together in perfect rhythm, eyes locked, foreheads pressed close. It wasn’t just sex anymore. It was connection. Healing. Love. “I love you,” he whispered as he rocked into me. “Not as your doctor. As the man who wants to build a future with you.” Tears slipped down my cheeks even as pleasure mounted. “I love you too. So much.” We came together this time—slow, deep waves that left us trembling and wrapped tightly around each other.

I’m about to turn around when the door behind me clicks shut. I spin around. Viktor is leaning against the closed door, arms crossed, scar pulling when he smiles. He’s been waiting. The realization hits me like ice water. “Looking for someone, Doctor?” His accent rolls slow and thick, making my name sound like something filthy. “Or were you hoping to find me?” My heart slams against my ribs. I keep my voice steady. “I was looking for Marta. Clearly I found the wrong basement rat instead.” He chuckles, pushing off the door and stepping closer. “Always with the sharp tongue. I like that about you. Makes me wonder how it would feel wrapped around my cock.”

“Are you planning to have children?” I nearly burst out laughing—a sarcastic laugh meant entirely for myself. “Wouldn’t this be the third time I’m saying I just got divorced three months ago?” “Shit.” The doctor in front of me cursed under his breath, then closed his eyes and covered his face for a moment. “I’m sorry for what I did. First, I should’ve remembered the information you gave me. And second, I shouldn’t have cursed in front of you—that’s against protocol.” “It’s okay,” I nodded briefly. “So, can I get my medication now?”

He asks Claire who was giving eye and head signals to the doctor, and cracking up. “You?”. She answers like it was was the most obvious answer in the whole world. “Alpha, with all due respect. It is refreshing to see you like this”. The doctor said, still trying to be professional and holding in his smile. “Like what?”. Dario asks, even though he knew exactly what they were talking about. Folding his arms like he was dating the doctor to repeat it. “In love”. The doctor says, picks up some tools and rushed out murmuring something along the lines of sterilization of the metal items he took with him.