AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL
HIS LISCIHKA
"I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin.
"I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliv...
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"Does this hurt?" I questioned applying a gentle amount of pressure on my patient Abigail's wound with my gloved hands.
"Ow, not that much," she flinched, her face completely red as she nervously stared at the ground.
"Good, that means you're healing great," I smiled removing my gloved-hands from her.
Taking my gloves off, I quickly adjusted my glasses before grabbing my clipboard and modifying the info on Abigail's file.
"Um, Doc?" she called gaining my attention. Treading my light brown eyes towards her she awkwardly rubbed the back of her neck before saying something.
"I just wanted to say thank you," she mumbled.
Aw.
"No problem, it's my job," I smiled.
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2 fucking weeks. Oliver hadn't contacted me in 2 fucking weeks.
I should have expected much because who would want a fucking mob boss pursuing them?
No one.
But I thought-
He didn't run away, he asked me why.
So why isn't he contacting me? Or replying?
"It seems you're little man toy has ditched you," Viktor chuckled making my jaw clench.
Motherfucker.
Slamming my fist against my office table making the fucker flinch a bit, I scowled before sending a glare his way.
"Viktor," I called.
"Dah?"
"Shut the fuck up before I make you," I growled. I'm not in the mood for jokes.
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