It's 7 o'clock in the morning. The shift is being handed over to the day shift. Isabella can finally go home.
It's still quiet and dark outside. Fortunately, she lives not far from the hospital and can walk home.After a minute of walking, she feels a hand on her shoulder pulling her roughly back. She's pushed into a narrow alley against the wall of a building.
- "Your patient made a fool out of me, and now you have to pay the price, Isabella."
Isabella looks straight into the eyes of the arrogant Dr. Daniels.
- "Think of how you're going to do that in ten seconds."
-"No! How about no!" Isabella tries to free herself from him.Dr. Daniels pushes her to the ground, causing her to end up on her knees with her face at crotch level. Dr. Daniels tries to undo his belt from his pants.
- "No, please no!" And she tries to scramble to her feet again.- "Oh, are we going to make this difficult? Let me help you!"
He pushes her face against the wall and holds her hands tightly behind her back.
Isabella can't move.
With one swift tug, he pulls her underwear down from under her dress.- "No, don't do this, please! Stop!"
- "Quiet!"
He spreads her legs further apart, and she feels him entering her.
Tears roll down her cheeks, and Isabella stiffens with fear.
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"Hmm, I've wanted to know what you felt like for a while. And keep your mouth shut, Isabella, or I'll make sure you get fired."Isabella can do nothing but stand still. She's paralyzed.
Three seconds later, she hears a dull thud and a bang behind her. She feels that Dr. Daniels no longer has hold of her. Someone grabs her and drags her into a car.
Dr. Daniels lies on the ground behind her. Everything seems blurry. Isabella lets herself be carried away by the moment. Everything passes by her.The car races down the highway. She doesn't know where she's going. Isabella stares apathetically ahead, a tear rolling down her cheek.
- "Everything will be fine. As long as you do what I ask of you." She hears an intrusive familiar voice say.
She feels her arm being grabbed, followed by a short prick in her arm. She recognizes the man from the hospital. The man whose hand she stitched up. He has a syringe in his hand.
- "What is this?" Isabella tries to say. But before she knows it, everything goes black.When Isabella opens her eyes, she sees she's lying in a large room on a huge bed. As she wakes up more, she looks around the room. The room is beautifully decorated. Suddenly she panics. In the chair to her left, in the corner of the room, she sees the silhouette of a man. It's a large figure. Isabella panics and lets out a soft scream. She dives under her blankets. Of course, it has no use, but lying under the blankets gives her a momentary sense of security.
Isabella notices she's wearing a satin pajama set. How and who changed my clothes? How did I get these pajamas? He didn't see me naked, did he? He didn't touch me, did he?
Isabella's thoughts are interrupted when she notices the man sitting next to her on the bed. She pulls the blanket tighter over her head.
- "You can't hide from me, Isabella." And he pulls the blanket down a bit. Isabella looks straight into his eyes. He looks at her sternly and intensely.
His head comes closer with his lips near her ear, and she feels his breath on her neck.
"You are mine and only mine, Isabella. I will remind you every day that you belong to me."
Isabella tries to crawl further under her blankets.- "Rule one. When I talk to you, look at me." And he pulls the blanket away from Isabella's face and lifts her chin up. This forces her to look straight into his eyes again. His piercing blue eyes and well-groomed suit stand out.
Why does this monster look so neat and tidy? In movies, they're always dirty and ugly. This is the opposite. What kind of man is this? Isabella wonders.- "I... I would like to go home." She stammers softly, looking shyly and fearfully into his dark eyes.
- "Rule two, never defy me. This is your home. This is your new life. You are mine, Isabella..."
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The Mafia Boss's Possession (English)
RomanceIsabella had a difficult childhood. Violence was an everyday occurrence in the household where she grew up. Especially after her mother died. Her father started drinking even more than he already did and took out his drunken rage on Isabella every d...