The Mafia's Doctor

Trust

    Damian growled, he was sure that Helen was there to cause trouble but he could not make a scene in front of Elle’s or even in his restaurant because the paparazzi would take that and twist the story as hell. He needed to keep it on the down low.

     Elle was watching shocked the scene in front of her. A gorgeous woman, dressed in a red reveling dress with red lips and high heels was kissing her man. Wait a minute, was he really her man? Maybe he was just messing with her. She had told him that she was a virgin and maybe he saw it as a game he had to win. Such a fool that she was. How could a man be with someone like her? He was better with the other woman, they made a better match.

    Thinking at all his things and analyzing what happened an hour ago in the car she missed the fact that Damian was livid and that he rejected the woman. Damian wanted to put a hand over her throat and snap it like a chicken’s neck. But in a second all went away when he set his eyes on Elle’s face. His only concern was her in this moment. But before he could say anything Helen saw the way he darted his eyes at her and jealous because he had never looked at her like that decided to get rid of Elle.

    “Oh, I did not see you there. I’m Helen Korsakov, Damian’s fiancée.” And she extended her hand to Elle. She was looking at her like she was no competition for Helen Korsakov and judging with her eyes the way she was dressed.

    Elle on the other hand was shocked and she just wanted to go home and cry. For the first time she wanted a man and was ready for more but he was taken. Politely she took her hand. Helen’s grip was like a bird’s claw, with her long pointed nails and her boney fingers.

    Damian on the other hand was ready to burn this place down, for the first time in his life since Faith he was scared. He had not felt that kind of feelings in so long that he thought he was dead inside, but Elle broth it back. He had something to fight for.

    “Nice to meet you! I am Elena Tevis, the new family doctor.” Said Elle with a fake smile on her lips and teary eyes. Helen smirked she knew her plan to scare Elle away had worked and knowing Damian, not careening about any woman she felt triumphant. She smirked and continued.

    “Oh, Melanie told me. Damian dear, we should invite her to your parent’s anniversary party. “Thinking that she is winning she was pushing her luck and was gritting against Damian. But he decided to put an end to Helen’s malicious plan. His eyes were red with anger, his veins on his hands were bulging from how tight he was clenching his hands under the table, his jaw was clenched but before he could say Elle got up.

    “I think I should go and let you two continue with this dinner. See you at the party Mr. Moretti.” And tuning to Helen she accentuated her words. “I was already invited by Michael but thank you. Nice to meet you!” And she went on her way to the elevator. Damian tried to follow her but Helen blocked him.

    “Damian dear what is wrong with you? She is out of our league. I made you a favor.” And she started chuckling. She had her mind set on becoming his and she was going to make it happen no matter what costs. In her mind this was a victory.

    “Helen if you don’t get your hands of off me I will break it and I could give a f*ck who your parents are. If something happens to her I swear to make your like a living hell. I will personally make sure to make you suffer.” The coldness in his voice and the murderous look in his eyes mad her get back. She had never seen him like that and she was scared.

    Damian started running in the direction of the exit. He arrived just as the doors of the elevator were closing and the last thing he saw was Elle’s face disappointed and with a lonely tear on her left cheek. That only image drove a k*ife threw his hart. He did that, he did not protect her as he should. He started going down the stairs trying to catch her. When he arrived the elevator was empty and no sign of Elle. He went out frenetically looking after her when he saw her.

    The rain was falling slowly; she was standing in the middle of the parking lot. She could cry now and let her feeling out; no one could tell she had been crying since the rain was pouring. She let herself get feelings for someone she barely knew, all because her stupid heart. While blaming herself and hateing the situation she felt a pair of strong arms coming from behind her and engulfing her into a hug. She knew that smell and she did not want to give in to him again.

    “Don’t, I’m not some puppet you can play with when you want. And since we are being honest I was starting to believe that you were a good guy and that the mafia thing was just your duty but the fact is that you are nothing but a manipulative as*. I hope you are happy.” While she was saying her thoughts Damian was still holding her tight. Little did she knew that he was set on making her his no matter what. He had been looking for her for too long and it was not about the fact that she was the one that saved his life. She was different, she cared about others, she was selfless, beautiful inside and out, she was sensual and had no idea what her body could do to a man, she had all the qualities and more.

    “Shh, I’m here baby. I am not going anywhere. And don’t you ever believe that I would be happy without you.” What was wrong with him? Since when was he capable of feelings like that? Elle turned at him and watched him straight in his eyes.

    “And your fiancée? I am not the second woman and I will never be.” He hugged her even harder. “One day you will become the second woman in my life.” Elle frowned and said. “Never, I wasn’t raised...” not finishing, he kissed her with all his force. They needed that, he needed that, he needed the contact, to show her how much she can affect him. Damn, her smell, taste and smooth skin. At first she resisted then she gave in. It was like fireworks and sparkles were taking over her body. He stopped to catch his breath and he got closer to her ear and whispered.

    “When you will give me a daughter she will be the first woman in my life.” And he gently kisses her forehead. She was taken away by his soft words. Come on, the mafia lord being so soft just for her, all this was making her head spin. “I need some time, I don’t like the situation and I really hate to be the one to break people apart.” She tried to get away from him but he holds her even tighter.

    “Look, I’ll make you a deal. You come with me at my penthouse and let me explain myself and to tell what are my intentions and if you still want time to think about it after I will give you time to do so, but here and now I am telling you that I will never let you go.” While she was thinking at the proposition he took her in his arms and started carrying her like she weight nothing. She was not on the thin side, she was well built, she had b*obs and an as* that would make anybody jealous.

    “Come on baby, we have to get you dry before you catch a cold.” And kissed her temple. He went to the car, lowered her into her seat and put the safety belt on her. She nodded and gave him a small smile. He just wanted to have another mind blowing kiss with her but he sighed and went to the driver's side.

    The whole way to the apartment she looked straight ahead and did not say one word. He would keep giving her looks and try to get her hand but she would not budge. He was so frustrated how could he be so happy and the next second be so miserable. He wanted blood; so much blood especially Helen’s.

    They arrived at a tall building and he went into the garage, exited the car and went to open her door but by the time he got there she was already out. He grimaced. “Next time wait for me to open it. “ She looked at him and rolled her eyes. “I’m no damsel in distress and I can do it myself.” And she passed him going in the opposite direction, then she stopped, turned on her heels and said. “I don’t know in which direction to go.” And she blushed. She was way too cute and in an instant he forgot that he was mad two seconds ago.

    “This way!” And he pointed at some elevators. They both chuckled and went that way. He pushed a button and the elevator doors opened. They both got in and Damian took out a small key and gave it a turn in the top keyhole that said penthouse. The elevator started rising. She was still blushing and that was making his little member rise. He could not keep it in and lifted her by her waist and pushed her against the wall. She put her legs around him and was breathing hard. He looked in her eyes like he could eat her up.

 The tension was palpable. She could feel his d*ck poking her core and she loved it. He was about to kiss her when they heard a BING! And the doors opened. They started laughing, He will have blue balls tomorrow. He put her down and entered into a small hallway that was beautifully styled, with paintings of waterfalls and exotic places. They arrived at a door, he put his fingerprint and entered a cod and the door opened.

The apartment was silent and dark. He turned on the lights and guided her into the living room. The whole place was beautiful designed in royal blue colors with a lot of modern appliances. She was absorbed by the view when he appeared in her face with a t-shirt and a pair of boxers.

    “I hope you don’t mind but I don’t have any other clothes that would fit you. There is a bathroom second door on the left. Go and change I don’t want you to get sick.”And kissed her head. She nodded and went to the door. She could not get over the immensity of all. She took her time and blow dried her hair. The clothes were way too big for her.

    When she went outside Damian had also changed into a pair of black sweatpants and a black t-shirt. The shirt was hugging every muscle and was doing him good. He was on his phone when he lifted his head from the phone and he saw her. The shirt was long enough to get to her mid thigh and thin enough to show her curves and the little pebbles that were erected. With her curly natural hair it would give her a bed look. His little friend agreed and made himself known.

    “You should wear my clothes more often, they sooth you so well.”Smirking and going to give her a hug. But she stopped him. “Look, we need to talk and with you so close I can’t concentrate.” He pointed to the couch but internally he was happy that he had the same effect on her how she was having on him.

    “First, I want to let you know that there is nothing between me and Helen. We have known each other since I was 5, our families are friends. We have the same group of friends and we see each other often. We never were more than friends although our moms would joke that we should marry. And before you ask yes, I f*cked her and no, never had feeling for her. She was the one who started it every time.” Elle was speechless; he was so front coming and did not sugarcoat anything.

    “Why did she say you were engaged?” Asked her curious. He snarled. “Because she is an opportunist b*tch, I have power and money she has good looks and a good name. She wants it but I never gave her a chance.”

    “Then what are we? Why do you want me so bad? Is it because I saved your life? Because I do that daily and you don’t need to give me nothing in return.” He clicked his tongue. “At first I did but I did not know who you were to begin with so it was an illusion. But then you came into my like life a fresh breath of air and made me admire you by just being yourself. The fact that you are the same person as the woman who saved me it was a blessing and believe me I stopped praying in so long.” Somehow he thought that Faith had sent her to him in the night of the car crash but he was not ready to talk about her yet.” Elle was getting ready to ask again when.

    “And before you start you are mine, I don’t like to put labels on things but if I have to you are my wife.” She froze he was definitely crazy. “I know it is too soon so to make it easy why don’t we start by being boyfriend and girlfriend?”

    She smiled. “I like that idea.” He leaned in for a kiss. “Thank you for listening to me and believing me!” She nodded and said.

    “Until the proven guilty I trust you and to be fair I trust my guts more and right now this feels right!” He smiled. She was definitely something else. “Can I ask you something? Are you afraid of me? For what I do.”

    “No, but I am afraid for you. I don’t want you to get hurt. But is your choice I believe you had reasons to end up here and if this is what you need to do I will support you with what I can.” Incredible with only some words she managed to calm his whole life’s worries.

    “Thank you, love!” and kissed her. “What do you say if we get to bed? And no, I just want to sleep with you in my arms. I see those little wheels spinning.” She chuckled and they went to his room. It was a simple minimalist room painted in the same colors as the rest of the house, with a huge bed, a big glass sliding door to the balcony, a big mirror that would also slide and open the dresser and another door for the bathroom. For the first night in God knows when he had the best sleep ever.

On the other part of the town Helen was home with her mom planning in what to do with the current situation.