Peter Attia Novels & Stories

When he spoke, he noticed he had a foreign accent. “I’m Peter, a professional cardiologist from the Foreign Medical Association.” “Let me take a look at the madame.” Everyone made room for Peter. He examined the Old Lady’s eyes, nose and mouth, and asked, “How long has the old lady been sick?”

It was a voice I knew very well, I didn't look at him I just continued eating. He put his tray on the table and sat in the empty seat next to me. I took this paper from my pocket and placed it on the table. "Don't talk to me, I'm eating." He read what was written on the paper. It always bothers me like this. When he doesn't come near me at this time, it means he's not with a girl. They say once a cheater will always be a cheater, as for me, once a playboy, will always be a playboy. So I don't believe in the playboy men saying that they used to be playboys but now they changed?

“What do you mean?” Peter glanced at her and didn’t even say a word. “Are you attracted to that whore too? Peter, don’t forget what you are too! You’re a monster that can never see the light of day! There’s no one that you can love anyone other than me!” “Are you crazy?!” Peter grabbed a cup of water and hurled it toward her! He had no feelings toward Fia. All he knew was that Fia was Conall’s daughter, and Conall made his father lose his company and his legs!

Peter: gone have fun He helped me settle in, I was embarrassed Me: why did you do that Peter: because I wanted to see you again Malèna He has one of his ways of pronouncing my first name, slowly he accentuates the è it's strange Peter: And since you told me you didn't like going out . Me: it was a polite way to say no to you Peter: ah .. Me: but we're here, tell me a bit about yourself .. Peter: what do you want to know Me: Do you like being a gangster ?! He laughed Peter: you are not afraid of anything Me: why should I ?! Peter: I'm not a gangster, I'm a business man Me: what are you doing ?! Peter: I have nightclubs and a restaurant Me: what restaurant ?!

My dad asked in a teasing voice. I groaned internally. He was using “THAT” voice. “Dad, Peter is someone I met today. I just told you about him. He helped me out with Patty…” Piper interrupted with a scoff. “Someone? Peter Melton isn't someone. He's the number one elite, he's the richest guy in Delengade.” Piper said excitedly. Dad looked surprised. “Is he back in the country then? I thought he was abroad. Dave said so the last time we talked.”

Third Person's POV Peter Duval throws down his phone on his bed. He is furious with himself for letting Olivia go and going after Anita Smith. He is Anita is more beautiful and more his type than Olivia. But Olivia is the one whose father is the Mafia's Godfather. He is also furious at his father for not telling him until last night when he got drunk and confessed that he was working with Riccardo Marino. Peter knew that his father was always working with the Italian Mafia and that he was a corrupt government official. However, Peter never knew that his father was working with Olivia's father as Olivia's father was the Godfather of the Italian Mafia. It is a secret that nobody knows. Everybo

he said earnestly. Mary froze for a moment, startled by his words. She knew he was trying to comfort her, so she simply responded with a grateful smile. - Peter’s private jet landed in Valeria within hours. Changing into a tailored black suit and shirt during the flight, he was ready for the day ahead. The usually casually dressed Peter now exuded elegance and authority—an intentional move. He had no intention of taking over the family business, but if necessary, he was prepared to defend his family’s name and fortune from Alexia Levett’s grasp.

However, Peter seemed rather amused, and said, “Oh, stop playing hard to get, Areiza. Just so you know, I can satisfy you in bed.” “You wish. You are nothing compared to Darren. He is strong and athletic, unlike you, a dirty old man. If you want to describe yourself, you should be realistic,” Areiza retorted sarcastically. She had known that Peter was full of himself, but she did not know that he was this shameless. “But I am more experienced than he is. Darren is still young. He still has a long way to go, don’t you think?” Peter said as he seemed proud of himself for sleeping with many women.

Peter coughed as he gasped for air. “We talk here. There is no negotiation.” Breeger sighed in frustration. “Very well your majesty. This is Peter. Branded a traitor by you by virtue of his association with Atomas’ daughter, Alexa. He has returned and tells a story I am wont to believe for I think he is much too stupid to make up what he has told me.” The crowd laughed at Breeger’s comment. “Silence!” cried the speaker of the court. A hush fell over the room again and Peter looked at Breeger angrily.

Atasha shyly nods her head at Sister Solana and Sister Teresa. "It's nice to meet you Sister Solana... Sister Teresa," she greeted then smiled at them. Sister Teresa and Sister Solana looked at Atasha with their eyes filled with adoration. "You have a very beautiful wife Conrad," Sister Teresa commented and upon hearing that compliment Atasha's cheeks started to turn red. "She's your wife Uncle Conrad?" Peter, one of the children that live in the shelter, asked. I proudly nod my head. "She's beautiful, isn't she?" I asked. Peter looked at Atasha intently then nod his head with a huge smile plastered on his lips.