The Mafia's Beloved Temptress

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Picture of Luciano Belcadro-Pavarroti

" So, how is she doctor?" I hear Denzel ask. I try to say that I'm fine but the words don't come out, then I realise that I can't open my eyes either.

" Well she lost a lot of blood but we managed to help her before it got worse, and the bullet wasn't in too deep, so she is stable. All she has to do is wake up." The male doctor says to Denzel.

" Thank you doctor." Denzel's gruff voice cuts through. I hear footsteps and assume that the doctor took it as a cue to leave.

"Come on baby, just wake up. You know I need you and that I love you, just wake up." His voice is hoarse as if he had just woken up.

I want to scream so many profanities at him, I want to spit in his face and tell him all of this is his fault, because it is.

I remember everything. From entering the mansion to getting shot in the shoulder. But what I really remember Luciano, he honestly made me feel like I'm back to normal. But what I can't get out of my head are the words he told me, they sounded as if he knew what was going to happen and how it was going to happen. I have the urge to warn Denzel about him, but I don't think that would be for the best. It would just make things worse for me, and in my condition it won't work.

" Marco, I'm glad you made it here. The reason I call was for you to do me a favour. Go back to the Blue Moon gang house and make sure they don't know the events that took place last night. Get all the information you have and come tell me straight." Denzel says in a hushed tone just for Marco, his right hand man, to hear.

"Yes sir." With that Marco exits the hospital room.

After a few minutes of Denzel asking me to wake up, he goes to get something to eat. Once I hear he left, I take that as a sign for me to finally wake up. Slowly I open my eyes just to be blinded by hospital lights which are way to bright.

I slowly pick myself up on the bed and pour some water for myself. The doctor come in my room and my heart skips a beat.

I see Luciano in a white doctors robe withe black glasses and a clipboard and to complete the look he has that heartbeat thingy all doctors have around their neck, I wish I remembered the name because it'll bother me now.

"Mrs Simmons, I'm glad you're awake now, I'm sure you might not remember what happened so I'm going to break it down for you. Last night you were shot in your car with your husband, by potential hijackers. You lost a lot of blood from the wound, but luckily you body made more blood rapidly." He says reading from his clipboard with all the information.

I'm still here looking him dead in the face with the most confused look.

" How are you feeling right now ma'am?" He asks coming forward with the neck thingy to my face.

I smack his hand away from coming close to me.

" Don't play dumb with me, I know what happened, what really happened, you know me. Are you fucking following me!?" I hear my heart monitor start to beat fast meaning I'm going into panic.

" Mam please relax, I really don't know what your talking about. Please try to breath in and out before you faint." He says coming closer trying to some what hold me back.

" Luciano Belcadro-Pavarroti. I remember don't fuck with me!" I scream in his face, struggling in his hold.

"Mam, don't make this more difficult than it has to be. Calm. Down." With a stern face, his grip slowly  loosens. I start taking deep breaths. Maybe I'm just seeing things. It can't be him right?. Yea yeah. In, out, in, out. Okay.

I look up pretty sure I'm still going to see Luciano. But no infront of me with a concerned look and a clear injection at hand is a grey haired middle aged man. He looks frail as if he has been a doctor for a long while.

"What? No. No. No. I know what I saw. I'm not fucking crazy. Are you even listening?" I start struggling but the doctor comes closer with the injection at hand.

" I'm sorry mam, it's for the best." With that he injects me with the liquid. I'm feeling light headed and fall straight into a blank sleep.

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"Doctor, it's been 2 day now, I thought you said it wasn't that bad and she'd be up by last night." I hear Denzel's strained voice.

" Yes sir, but it's all up to when she wants to wake up, it's honestly out of my control." The doctor says whilst clicking his pen.

"Okay doctor, thank you." Denzel whispers.

With that the doctor leaves the room.

" You hear that you little bitch? It all up to when you want to wake up. I don't have the fucking time to care about what you want. You know I need you so you better get your ass up before I make sure you can't wake up." He whisper yells into my ear. I hear his chair screech and his footsteps indicate he left.

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After a few hours I decide to wake up, and once I do I remember my incident with the doctor. I'm not crazy am I? That man was Luciano honestly.

Still lost in my thoughts I don't hear Denzel walk in.

" Aliyah, thank God you're awake, it took you so long." He quickly walks to my side and creases my cheek and by instinct, I flinch at his touch.

Noticing my discomfort he gets me a glass of water. I gulp it down and keep silent.

He takes this as his cue to speak. He gets up to close the hospital door.

Seated back down, he looks me dead in the eye.

" I know you remember all the events that took place 3 days ago, now, I need you to tell me if you saw, heard or talked to someone who might have seemed to be very unusual?" He questions in a business voice.

" No, I only interacted with the barista to get myself another drink. That's all" I say, trying to avoid getting into detail of Luciano.

"Mmhm, okay, I see. I sent Marco to go and check if anything was off or planned that night. What I do want you to know is that you got very lucky, Christopher would have killed you on the spot. I don't need anymore of these mistakes from you, got it?" His deadly eyes grip mine while saying these last words.

"Y-yes sir." I mumble.

" Good. You're going to be admitted out of this place in about and hour. I'm going to give you tonight and tomorrow to rest from your duties. Understood?"

"Yes." I say one more time.

"Good, your food is on its way."

With that he leaves to who knows where.

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Emmy
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