You were a dentist, actually one of the most recomended dentists in Manchester. Your name was heard among people almost everywhere.

It was almost the end of your shift. You were getting ready for your next and last client, cleaning your utensils, wiping the seat and just cleaning around since you were the last one to leave.

The door opened with a small crack, and a tall, muscular man entered. He placed his stuff down in the waiting area and walked over to you.

"I came here to get a check up." He said in a raspy voice.

With a nod, you invited him to take a seat and fixed the light to his mouth. You noticed the way his brown eyes shined and how sharp his features were.

He kept his arms crossed as he watched you put on your gloves and get ready for him, his expression nothing but serious.