Romance Books With Doctors Novels & Stories

When I felt a warm weight on my shoulder, I jerked and realized that Anthony was beside me. “Come on.” He held my hand with a smile. “Remember, I am here with you. You are not alone in this.” I nodded and exhaled. Together, we walked straight into the office. The doctor, who was a middle aged man, rose from his seat and smiled at us before gesturing for us to sit on the two couches facing his large desk. We sat down and looked at each other before looking at him. The doctor sat down and laced his fingers on the desk, then looked at me.

Just muttered, “I’d like to see him try touching you wrong.” The doctor raised a brow. “You two together?” I choked on my own spit. Roman coughed. “No.” We both spoke at the same time. I added, “God, no.” Roman added, “Not yet.” There was a beat. The doctor smirked. “Okay, well, there’s a lot of tension here. I’m going to pretend I didn’t walk into a CW drama and continue my job.” Roman cleared his throat and backed away a step, rubbing the back of his neck. I stared at the ceiling, trying not to blush so hard my bruises turned magenta.

Unknown number. He answered. "Hello?" "Mr. Volkov. It's Dante Romano. Lorenzo Moretti's lawyer." Kirill's grip tightened on the phone. "And?" "Lorenzo received your email. He's reviewed the medical records." "Then you understand why this marriage is impossible." There was a long pause. "Mr. Volkov... Lorenzo wants to move forward." The words hit like a physical blow. "What?" "He's aware of the medical complications. He's prepared to accommodate them. The proposal stands."

he enters and sit in the back seat. “My lord,?” the driver ask. “Let`s go first into the mansion then hospital then club,” his voice remain cold while looking out the window. Yarro was sitting down in the couch while starring at his girlfriend who still unconsious. His forehead crased when the tattoed doctor came inside. “Good evening I`ll check the condition of the patient,” the doctor said and for some reason his bloods totally boiled up his system when he touch her girlfriend he felt jealous. “hmm,” he cleared his troat and he glance at him. “She`s pretty isn`t it,?” that smiled and complement from the tattoed doctor really got his nerves. “Yes she`s my girlfriend of course she is,” he ca

I shot back. He blinked, momentarily at a loss for words. “And you were right,” I added. “You’re kidding, right? Is this some sort of kink? Sleeping with doctors, or are you just trying to make me jealous?” I erupted into laughter. This man was so full of himself. “Sorry to deflate your ego, Mr. Handsome, but I’ve already found another charming doctor, and yes, I intend to marry someone intelligent. Doctors are at the top of my dating list,” I grinned. “My future child deserves to be both smart and good looking.”

They set up on the floor while Brenden sat down beside her and whispered. “She should do this all night.” His breath was hot against her ear and she shivered. “Do you hang out with them a lot?” she asked. “Every so often.” She nodded in approval. Most doctors were older and married, while others created animosity with the nurses at work, so hanging out with them was a laughable idea. She was discovering little by little that Brenden wasn’t the average doctor. Things would have been a lot less complicated if Brenden snubbed her. At least she wouldn’t be warring with mixed feelings she found herself in.

"Doctor... where's my husband?" Something flickered across his face. The nurses behind him avoided my gaze. Neither of them met my eyes. My heartbeat quickened. Why were they acting like that? "Dr. John?" I pressed, my voice trembling. The doctor sighed heavily. For a brief moment, he pinched the bridge of his nose as though searching for the right words. Then he looked at me. "Mr. Parker left the hospital. He left shortly after I told him the result of the examination.”

I whispered, even though a small part of me wanted him there. His brow arched, a muscle twitching in his jaw. “You think I’m leaving you here alone?” Before I could respond, the doctor entered, an older man with kind eyes. He greeted me warmly, introduced himself as Dr. Harrison, then glanced at Roman curiously. “My husband,” I blurted before I could stop myself. Roman’s gaze flicked toward me, sharp and unreadable. The word had slipped out too easily, maybe because deep down, I knew it was true whether I wanted it or not.

I was still trapped, still at their mercy. "She is ready," the doctor said, his voice cutting through my haze of desire. "You can start having sex with her until she gets pregnant." Romano's eyes lit up, and he moved towards me, his hands grabbing my thighs and spreading them apart. He grabbed my neck and pulled me towards him, his plump lips crashing onto mine. His kiss was rough and possessive, and I could feel my body responding to him despite my hatred. "Please…please don't do this." I muttered against his lips, but my words fell on deaf ears.

The doctor laughed and moved closer to me until there was just a little gap between us. "I know you both are not married, you are not even related" the doctor said in a sinister voice. "That's none of your business doctor!" I snapped looking irritated at the doctor's behavior. "Really? I'm single incase you don't know, maybe one day you'll-" "Doctor!" I yelled. "Just joking" he said and laughed. "Anyways, you can come to my office so we can talk about the patient's condition" he said and casted a lustful gaze at me which made me scowl. So irritating yet handsome!