Doctor for the mafia (Book 1 of 'Doctor' duology)

Thirty four

I woke up alone, but I know he had to go. I felt when he woke up, he pulled me close to him and stayed there just holding me for a while, I felt him when he kissed my forehead and walked out of the room.

I fell asleep after that.

When I woke up for the second time, I stayed laying in bed for some time, and I realized something.

I was happy.

I'm not a negative person, but usually, I have a lot of negative shit in my life. But not at the moment, even though I'm still trying to figure out if that's good or bad.

I live with my best friend, I also live with five awesome guys, I'm still a doctor, I don't practice like I used to, but I still do what I love. And then there's Niccolo.

The sex was fantastic.

Mind-blowing.

The best.

All of this together, I realized that my life is not that shitty after all. Being with the guys, bring with Niccolo makes me happy, I'm well aware that they are at war, the dangers they face, and that the Italians are still after me.

But I'm not alone.

Not anymore.

I feel like these people care about me.

I got out of bed and went to the bathroom, where I emptied my bladder and took a quick shower, I took care of my skin, brushed my hair and teeth, and went to the closet.

I have to go out to get the plan b before I would take a shot at the hospital where I worked, I knew the doctor so it was easier. But I had to take the next one the day I was fired.

We were careless yesterday, as a doctor I know I should've been more careful, but at that moment, that was the last thing on my mind.

Because I was only going to the store I chose some jeans, a white large Nike sweater, and my AF1. I sprayed some perfume and went to the kitchen, I'm happy but I still need my coffee.

"Good morning." I said happily when I saw some of the guys. I got my cup of coffee and sat on the island stool next to them.

"Someone woke up happy." Fang said.

"And? Does my happiness bother you?" I asked with a smirk.

"No, if I had what you had last night I would be happy too. " He said. I got up and put my mug in the sink and turned to him.

"Well my friend, go talk to Niccolo, maybe he can give you the same he gave me. Oh and tell him I should be back in 40." I said and walked out of the kitchen when the others started to laugh.

I got in my car and started my drive, five minutes on the road and I notice two black vans following me, for a moment I thought that it might be Niccolo's bodyguards, but when the closest van hit my car, I realized that it wasn't Niccolo's men.

I pressed harder on the pedal, but once again the van hit the left side of my car. I tried to control the ear but, the hit was with a lot of force and sent me to the side of the road, the car stopped and it was sideways.

The windshield was all cracked, the passenger door was against the floor, my window was broken and I had my face with small cuts from the shattered glass.

When the airbag deployed it hit my face and sent my head harshly into the headrest. My head was throbbing and hurt like a bitch. I tried to reach my phone that still was in my back pocket. I wanted to be quick and call someone about what was happening.

I knew what this was.

They were here for me.

The first name that I saw was the one that I called, and it was Niccolo.

"Hey." I heard him say.

"There was an accident." I said he started asking questions. I could hear people around my car and I didn't know how long I had.

"Where are you? Are you hurt? I'm on my way. "

"You won't get here on time. Niccolo don't look for me. When I get out of there I'll look for you." Men were shouting and trying to open the door or take the windshield out to pull me.

"Julian-" I saw a man coming closer and he got down on his knees looking at me through the cracked glass. I spent more than a week with him, I slept with him.

I thought he was a good guy.

"I know who the boss is, is M- " I started to say but Marcello raised his gun and shot me, he was now looking at me through my broken window.

The bullet hit my bicep, I didn't even have time to scream in pain, after the shot he raised his gun and hit me in the head. The phone slipped away from my hand, I could hear Niccolo screaming, but I was barely awake.

"Julianna? Julianna? JU??"

"Finalmente ho te, mia sposa." [I finally have you, my bride.] I heard Marcello say, and understood what he said clearly.

I felt his hands on me, the pressure of the seatbelt on my chest gone, I heard the crunch of the glass underneath his feet as he carried me away.

My body was limp on his harms, I would lose consciousness soon.

"Why?" I manage to whisper.

"Ti ho aspettato 10 anni, tuo padre ti ha dato a me senza pensarci due volte. Ora sarai finalmente mio." [I waited 10 years for you, your father gave you to me without thinking twice. Now you'll finally be mine.] I said.

My father gave me to him?

How could he do that?

Why?

Did he not love me?

"I'll never be yours." I said with my eyes slowly closing.

"Sei mio da quando avevi 17 anni." [You've been mine since you were 17 years old.] Was the last thing I heard before passing out.