Scaramouche X Dottore Novels & Stories

I said, so softly as though I were murmuring to myself. Then, I lowered my voice so only he could hear me. "Didn’t you want to fake your death to run off with your little mistress? Good thing I had the time to send you to the crematorium personally." Upon hearing this, Christopher's hands trembled with rage. Unfortunately for him, he couldn't move a muscle. I watched as he writhed and squirmed like a pathetic worm, then struck him hard on the face.

She really does act like a mother. "Mielly you are so dramatic!! But yeah, her excitement is accurate. Antoine Laurent is quite a big deal. It's worth your time Anatasia, trust me" She said and gave me a wink after. "Okay, Antoine Laurent it is" I said while raising both of my hands up like surrendering to them. --End o Chapter 2 --

After going through numerous investigations and evidence gathering, the parliament officials involved in the scandal with Luca have finally been charged and sentenced appropriately. Not much different from his colleagues, Don Luca Guzman faced a similar fate, even more tragic. The Italian-blooded man was charged with serious crimes including drug trafficking, illegal firearms, money laundering, and several attempted murders. As a result, the Supreme Court rendered a verdict to sentence the middle-aged man to life imprisonment. No parole, appeal opportunities, or negotiations.

I didn't recognise the woman staring back. I set the phone face down,i must have dozed off because the next thing I knew, my phone was buzzing. Three messages from Sophie lit up the screen. Oh honey no,i am so sorry. You don't deserve this. Hey friend, listen to me. I know this sounds crazy, but there's someone I think could help. Remember I told you about my ex-husband? Vincent? He's a doctor now, specializes in women's sexual health. His clinic just opened last month. I know it's weird but he's supposed to be incredible at this. Very professional, very discreet. I can give you his info if you want.

Her hair is long and flowing down her back from the silhouette. “Ah, I see madame Scar has caught your eyes.” I peeled my eyes away from the frame and turned to the man giving me a really smug smile. “Who?” Claude asked the question on the tip of my tongue before I could voice it out. Killian stepped forward, standing just an inch away from the couch which put him directly in the line of sight of the frame. “Madame Scarlet.” He replied. “She’s a domme,” he shot me a look over his shoulder. “Never took you for the type to want to be whipped.”

(Get the fucking doctor! His tone conveyed urgency and frustration. My eyes fell on his bleeding arms and it was evident that he had been shot but by who? What could have possibly happened for him to get shot? Who could have shot it? I stood frozen in shock as the maids and his men went around as if they were trying to do something. "Non toccarmi, cazzo, e dov'è il dottor Sucre?" (Don't fucking touch me and where is Doctor Sucre?)

Curious. But not surprised. “That her?” he asked Luca quietly. Luca’s jaw tightened. “Don’t start.” The doctor smirked knowingly. Oh God. Even strangers could see whatever this thing was between them. “I’m Dr. Moretti,” he told Ava gently. “And you look one panic attack away from collapsing.” “Accurate,” she muttered. For the next twenty minutes, the doctor cleaned Luca’s injuries while Ava sat silently on the couch trying to process reality. Mafia families.

“If you don’t mind.” Domenico clears his throat, the corners of his lips slumping. “I know it will be hard to gain your trust, but I have done everything in my power to set the records straight. I went over books and contracts and I just got another chance to do another deal with the Scamarcios. I can do this, I just need a life-saving jacket to accompany me on the track. If you see that I fail you just once, you can drop me right away and let the Degli Baronesis gorge themselves on my rotting body.” Alessio scoffs as my father lifts his hand, “What do you think?”

Clara thought she had scared the woman away with her strong words. She thought waving her hand had ended the big problem. Clara was very smart, but Julian was worried she made a mistake. Did Clara see the small piece of paper the woman dropped near the car? Or did Clara see it and pretend not to notice? Julian took a slow breath to calm down. He forced his shoulders to drop and walked into the bright kitchen. Clara stood near the stove. Her fingers were gripping the kitchen table so hard that her skin looked white. "She is going to talk to people, Julian," Clara said quietly.

Not long after that, Gio finally had to leave the room because the girl they were talking about had returned to the room. "Mark, will you come to the cinema with me? There is a premiere of my favourite romantic film," Lisa asked without further ado. "Ah, maybe you want to go with Gio? He just told me he has free tickets." Mark immediately had an idea in his head. "Huh? Gio? What am I doing with Gio? I don't want to, I just want to be with you!" Lisa concluded immediately without any argue. Mark grumbled. He was going to buy two free tickets and give them to Gio, and as long as he could replace him at the cinema, he could replace him with Lisa. But it turned out that his sister was going to t