Doctor for the Mafia [original]

Ch.15

Kimberly Stratus:

Marcella and I walked back to the car. Even though I didn't want to do training, we stayed in the car to talk.

"I've been dying to know." Marcella asked, "What happened?"

"I don't even know what happened," I told her, shrugging.

"We were still in the car after he parked and he just sat there. I made a comment and the next thing I knew, he was kissing me." I said, describing last night.

"Did you kiss back?" She asked.

I nodded, "It was a moment of weakness. Then, his arm was trailing up my back, and he tried to unzip my dress. That's when I knew it was enough.. and you know the rest."

Marcella went quiet as she processed what I told her.

"Did you like it?"

"Yeah," I said, feeling the butterflies in my stomach.

"Then why did you push him off?" Her eyebrows furrowed. "Wait, are you a virgin?"

"No. You know what you told me, I didn't want to be used."

"Is that it?" Marcella asked, raising her eyebrows.

"What do you mean?"

"You knew he did sex with no strings attached, but you like him and don't want your heart broken." She suggested.

I found it creepy how well Marcella got to know me in a short period of time.

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I quickly changed out of my shorts and baggy shirt into a tee and jeans.

After I do training, I spend my time in my office. Nothing drastic happened that involved my service, so I find myself browsing the internet all day.

The first thing I noticed when I reached the second floor was that the door to my office was open. The second thing was that the view of one of the hospital beds was blocked off by the closed curtain. Third, there was a shirt on the floor.

I set my stuff on my desk and walked to the bed. I swung open the curtains to see a half naked Matteo, who appeared to be sleeping.

"Matteo?"

"Hmm?" He hummed, raising his eyebrows with his eyes still closed.

"What are you doing here?" I asked, trying my hardest not to run my eyes over his exposed skin.

"Thought you should check out my stitches." He said. I lowered my eyes to his lower stomach. His wound was fully healed, and the stitches looked loose.

I walked over to the cabinets to grab a pair of small scissors. I bit my lip, trying to ignore the sexual tension as I walked back over to him.

He was back to sleep.

Okay, the quicker I finish this, the quicker he leaves.

I began to cut the stitches and pulling them out. On the last stitch, I could feel him looking at me. In the corner of my eye, I could see the emotionless face he always had on studying me.

"Done." I said as I walked over to the trash can to through away the stitches, "You're ready to go."

"Look, about yesterday night," Matteo said, putting on his shirt. "Let's forget about it. It was a mistake."

"A mistake?" I repeated, feeling my heart drop.

"Yup. It's a good thing we stop before we did anything else that we'd regret." He said, leaving and not taking the pain that he brought with him.

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"Who are they?" I asked Marcella as we walked down the stairs. In the living room, four girls I haven't seen around the house sat on the couch in the living room.

"Mafia's women," Marcella answered. Instead of walking into the kitchen, the reason why we came downstairs in the first place, she walked straight up to the girls.

"What are you doing here?" She asked the girl with red hair in small clothes as she crossed her arms.

The red head chose to ignore her, rolling her eyes.

"They are cleaning our house. Something died between the kitchen walls which made the place stink." One of the other girls explained.

"Are you sure the smell wasn't because of Oriana since she doesn't know how to close her legs?"

My eyes widen at what Marcella remark.

"Honey, your boyfriend came to me because you were a prude." She said, looking at her fingernails. "He spent hundreds on me, how much did he spend on you?"

Marcella looked like she was going to attack Oriana. I quickly walked over to her side and held her arm.

"Who's this?" Oriana pointed her finger at me as she ran her eyes up and down my body, "I didn't know we got a new slut."

"Excuse me?" I asked, shocked that she would talk to someone she barely knows like that.

"I don't think the mafia would profit off from her, who would want to sleep with that?" She gave me a disgusted look.

"Matteo. Just last night, Kimberly rejected him. Last time I checked, Matteo hasn't even glanced at you." Marcella jumped to my defense.

She must have struck a nerve because Oriana couldn't find anything to say. Due to Oriana silence,  Marcella decided to finish her.

"By the way, Kimberly is a doctor. We hired her to treat your STDs."

Everyone's jaw dropped except for Oriana, who had hers clenched out of anger.

Marcella flipped her hair, grabbed my hand, and we exited out together.

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