Silent Pulse

Silent Pulse

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WpMetadataReadMatureOngoing2h 10m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Jul 5, 2024
• A mafia/doctor romance • Ilya Mironov is ruling the underworld of New York like the cold winters of Russia he is used to. With a tight fist and cold demeanour. When a simple gunshot wound forces him to end up at the door of Dr. Cassia Whitaker's emergency room, he's blindsided by the beautiful doctor that doesn't seem to cower under the barrel of his gun. Suddenly, being constantly wounded isn't the worst thing that can happen if it means that Ilya will get to see more of his doctor.
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[edited version of Doctor for the Mafia] Ila Archer was a doctor working at one of the best hospitals in New York. She loses her license and ability to practice due to, as punishment, taking full responsibility for the 'walking patient' incident. After a full month, Ila runs into the 'walking patient'. Knowing her situation caused by his actions, he offers a once in a lifetime opportunity. ----- "Look, you're a doctor-" He started. "Was." I corrected. "I was a doctor." "You can still be," he said, running his fingers through his dark hair. "Look, you can work for us, and I'll pay triple the amount you were earning at that lousy hospital." "Us?' I asked. Who was he? How exactly does he plan on paying me triple? He grabbed my wrist and pulled me inwards. My face inches away from his chest. With his free hand, he was gently tucking my hair behind my ear. His breath tickled my ear as he whispered two words that sent shivers down my back. "The Mafia."

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