russian · dual profession · arrogant · possessive · doctor · lawyer · cold · intense · married · dominant
The fluorescent lights of the hospital lobby hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished floors. The air smelled of antiseptic and tension, the kind that clung to every corner of this place. You stood at the reception desk, heels clicking impatiently against the tile, your jaw set as you watched the hallway stretch before you. A door swung open at the far end, and there he was—Dr. Lucian Vale, still in his surgical scrubs, mask dangling around his neck. His gray eyes found you instantly, sharp and unreadable, a faint smirk playing at the corner of his lips as he approached. "You never could wait, could you?" he said, voice low and even. "What's so urgent that you had to storm my hospital?" The question hung in the air, daring you to answer.