Gisel had always pined for that mysterious client. Some time later, she discovers what a gynecologist is. He invites her to a session, thinking that her tremors were due to some illness. What will happen between the sessions?
Gisel had always pined for that mysterious client. Some time later, she discovers what a gynecologist is. He invites her to a session, thinking that her tremors were due to some illness. What will happen between the sessions?
"How will you find that boy?"
Ana looked amused at her companion. She was taking a new order.
"I want more potatoes! "commented a child, Gisel filled her recent one a little more.
"Do you prefer to serve capricious children all your life? "He wanted to know, he had one of her hands on his hip.
"Hey!" the unknown child protested.
"Thank you so much for coming to Lesig."
He sighed, on that day there had been many unruly little ones along with their parents. That partly exhausted him.
But he had no choice.
It was either that or live on the street.
"Are you thinking about why you work here again?"
"That's right, Ana."
Many times Gisel would just stare at nothing in particular, with her hand resting on her right cheek.
Other times, her eyes were lost in him.
In that boy, neat.
With reddish hair, and his blue highlights.
He was so beautiful.
She always kept looking at him, even in those moments, when he wasn't around, she kept thinking about him, at every moment, the image of that boy appeared in her mind.
He had come closer, but he had moved away in an instant.
But something made him stop, the boy spoke to him:
"Hello Can you bring me a coffee and toast? I haven't been served yet."
She immediately understood why he had not been served yet, and turned her head, a little annoyed with her friends. They greeted her with dissimulation. Ana stuck her tongue out at him. She even showed him a sign that said talk to him.
She began to make signs to him that they were going to die. Sliding her fingers under his neck towards her friends.
"Are you all right?"
"Yeah, I just got hot."
"Hot? Today is one of the coldest days of the year."
"It's just that it's about to come."
As soon as he said that, he wanted to put his head in some earthen pit and never take it out again.
He slapped himself mentally for the awkwardness he had mentioned next.
"Oh I see, I'm actually a gynecologist. Don't worry, it's normal."
"I'll be right back for your order!"
What's worse, I did it while shouting.
"What's wrong? "asked Ana.
"I told her I was hot, because it came to me, I want to die. The only good thing about this, I already know your profession."
"What does he do? "Melissa asked me.
"He's a gynecologist."
"Oh, you'll have someone who can give you good massages."
"Ana!"
"Well girl, go and take his order to him."
"What?" No, I refuse.
"Gi, you have to go. Poor man, abandoned."
I sighed, he knows where those creatures, that I called "friends", have got me.
I was working here, exactly 2 years ago. She was now 22 years old. At first, it had been hard for her to give up her career, but she had no choice. She had to pay her rent, and she couldn't pay for herself by living on air.
When she brought him the order, her hands never trembled.
"Is she all right? I see her very upset in her condition. Wait... "She mumbled, and took out a notebook, "I'll give you an appointment, so I can see you in my office, okay?
"I..."
"At half past nine or earlier?"
"I..."
"If you want, I'll book you in at nine o'clock."
"Yes... "Yes...
"Great, I'll see you tomorrow."
She nodded, as she walked away somewhat confused.
"Did she give you her number? "asked Ana excitedly.
"No..."
"Did he ask you for it?"
"No, Melisa."
"I know," exclaimed Ana, "he wants to take you to a restaurant, or to a motel.
"What? "No.
"Come on Gi, tell us."
"He gave me a turn," I snorted.
"But that's good "mana".
"You say so, Ana? "Gisel commented.
"Yes, she pretends to be sick? Very sick.
"Melisa, but..."
"So you'll have more dates with him."
"Ana, it's for the gynecologist."
"¿Y? Take advantage of it.
She sighed, fervently understanding that she would not make her friends change their minds. The moment the order was ready, she approached the round table, which is located on the right side next to a window. Her hands were still shaking, and it wasn't because of some strange disease, he apparently supposed.
She was very nervous about his presence.
The man, looked at her a little surprised. She was a slender girl, with strangely unruly hair. It was noticeable, the care taken to hold it up, but there were some loose strands caressing her forehead. He could not help, for some reason he did not know, to look at her lips.
Her lips , they were very pink , and they were half"open . At that moment she was biting them, releasing them little by little until they were a little swollen from the previous action.
Julian, for some unknown reason, closed his eyes momentarily, trying to forget her.
He was in too much trouble to pay attention to someone who didn't comb her hair.
He looked at his phone in frustration. That day, he had to pick up his 4"year"old daughter Emma. He had divorced her two years ago because his wife had cheated on him. The worst part was not the cheating itself, but the fact that they had been together since they were little kids.
"Here is your order. Do you need anything else? "Gi bit her lips nervously.
"No thanks, you may go."
"Excuse me, I'll take your order."
She couldn't believe what had happened. She had felt so shaky, and for a moment she couldn't look away from his beautiful eyes. She stood sighing, as she wiped the bar again and again. She could appreciate , despite the distance , , , his arms contracted into strong muscles, each time he cut a piece of his food.
"Why was he handsome even when he ate?"
The only thing she knew how was that she was very attracted to him . she was completely anxious , to go to that shift , she had invited him . Never in life , she had expected that
name so, he would talk to her. Although it was probably because he thought she was sick. She had to take advantage of that, so she could get to know him ñ however difficult it might be. And Giss was not one to give up. And neither was she this time.
She did not care , Now more than ever she would try to seduce him a , dé lugar.
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Lia, as soon as she looked up, found Julian. The boy she had liked for a month. The only words that came out of her mouth were: "thank you". Julian walked away to leave a paper in her hands. Her heart beat in a hurry, thinking it was something for her. Sadness invaded her, as she noticed the phone numbers. She was surprised to have so many suitors, but her number was missing. Could she conquer Julian's heart, or would she find someone else?
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Elena, once a pampered heiress, suddenly lost everything when the real daughter framed her, her fiancé ridiculed her, and her adoptive parents threw her out. They all wanted to see her fall. But Elena unveiled her true identity: the heiress of a massive fortune, famed hacker, top jewelry designer, secret author, and gifted doctor. Horrified by her glorious comeback, her adoptive parents demanded half her newfound wealth. Elena exposed their cruelty and refused. Her ex pleaded for a second chance, but she scoffed, "Do you think you deserve it?" Then a powerful magnate gently proposed, "Marry me?"
"Let's get married," Mia declares, her voice trembling despite her defiant gaze into Stefan's guarded brown eyes. She needs this, even if he seems untouchable. Stefan raises a skeptical brow. "And why would I do that?" His voice was low, like a warning, and it made her shiver even though she tried not to show it. "We both have one thing in common," Mia continues, her gaze unwavering. "Shitty fathers. They want to take what's ours and give it to who they think deserves it." A pointed pause hangs in the air. "The only difference between us is that you're an illegitimate child, and I'm not." Stefan studies her, the heiress in her designer armor, the fire in her eyes that matches the burn of his own rage. "That's your solution? A wedding band as a weapon?" He said ignoring the part where she just referred to him as an illegitimate child. "The only weapon they won't see coming." She steps closer, close enough for him to catch the scent of her perfume, gunpowder and jasmine. "Our fathers stole our birthrights. The sole reason they betrayed us. We join forces, create our own empire that'll bring down theirs." A beat of silence. Then, Stefan's mouth curves into something sharp. "One condition," he murmurs, closing the distance. "No divorces. No surrenders. If we're doing this, it's for life" "Deal" Mia said without missing a beat. Her father wants to destroy her life. She wouldn't give him the pleasure, she would destroy her life as she seems fit. ................ Two shattered heirs. One deadly vow. A marriage built on revenge. Mia Meyers was born to rule her father's empire (so she thought), until he named his bastard son heir instead. Stefan Sterling knows the sting of betrayal too. His father discarded him like trash. Now the rivals' disgraced children have a poisonous proposal: Marry for vengeance. Crush their fathers' legacies. Never speak of divorce. Whoever cracks first loses everything. Can these two rivals, united by their vengeful hearts, pull off a marriage of convenience to reclaim what they believe is rightfully theirs? Or will their fathers' animosity, and their own complicated pasts tear their fragile alliance apart?
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Narine never expected to survive. Not after what was done to her body, mind, and soul. But fate had other plans. Rescued by Supreme Alpha Sargis, the kingdom's most feared ruler, she finds herself under the protection of a man she doesn't know... and a bond she doesn't understand. Sargis is no stranger to sacrifice. Ruthless, ambitious, and loyal to the sacred matebond, he's spent years searching for the soul fate promised him, never imagining she would come to him broken, on the brink of death, and afraid of her own shadow. He never meant to fall for her... but he does. Hard and fast. And he'll burn the world before letting anyone hurt her again. What begins in silence between two fractured souls slowly grows into something intimate and real. But healing is never linear. With the court whispering, the past clawing at their heels, and the future hanging by a thread, their bond is tested again and again. Because falling in love is one thing. Surviving it? That's a war of its own. Narine must decide, can she survive being loved by a man who burns like fire, when all she's ever known is how not to feel? Will she shrink for the sake of peace, or rise as Queen for the sake of his soul? For readers who believe even the most fractured souls can be whole again, and that true love doesn't save you. It stands beside you while you save yourself.
"Stella once savored Marc's devotion, yet his covert cruelty cut deep. She torched their wedding portrait at his feet while he sent flirty messages to his mistress. With her chest tight and eyes blazing, Stella delivered a sharp slap. Then she deleted her identity, signed onto a classified research mission, vanished without a trace, and left him a hidden bombshell. On launch day she vanished; that same dawn Marc's empire crumbled. All he unearthed was her death certificate, and he shattered. When they met again, a gala spotlighted Stella beside a tycoon. Marc begged. With a smirk, she said, ""Out of your league, darling."
The acrid smell of smoke still clung to Evelyn in the ambulance, her lungs raw from the penthouse fire. She was alive, but the world around her felt utterly destroyed, a feeling deepened by the small TV flickering to life. On it, her husband, Julian Vance, thousands of miles away, publicly comforted his mistress, Serena Holloway, shielding her from paparazzi after *her* "panic attack." Julian's phone went straight to voicemail. Alone in the hospital with second-degree burns, Evelyn watched news replays, her heart rate spiking. He protected Serena from camera flashes while Evelyn burned. When he finally called, he demanded she handle insurance, dismissing the fire; Serena's voice faintly heard. The shallow family ties and pretense of marriage evaporated. A searing injustice and cold anger replaced pain; Evelyn knew Julian had chosen to let her burn. "Evelyn Vance died in that fire," she declared, ripping out her IV. Armed with a secret fortune as "The Architect," Hollywood's top ghostwriter, she walked out. She would divorce Julian, reclaim her name, and finally step into the spotlight as an actress.
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