The Mafia's Doctor

And there they were

    The next day came easily; the sun was shining through the big windows. Elle adored her little home; it was comfy and bright all throughout the day. The music was playing in the background, some Latino songs, while she was getting ready for her appointment for the new job. She woke up very early today and felt very energetic, not knowing where all this new excitement was coming from but hoping it was because she was doing a good thing.

    She did not tell her parents about the new job because she wanted to protect them, she thought it was the best way for them.The less they knew, the better. 

    She had had her morning coffee, took a shower, did her hair, just some loose curls. Because her hair was naturally curly she did not have to put too much effort into doing them. She put on some light make-up to make her almond shaped emerald eyes pop, she put her glasses on and some perfume. She loved her perfume, it smelled like vanilla and coffee; her two favorite flavors.

    It was 7 o’clock already, they had to be there at 9 and her house was a total mess. There were clothes everywhere. Her small studio apartment looked now like someone tried to rob her. S*rew this, she did not know what to wear.

    She was so excited, she could go in scrubs or maybe a skirt with a shirt, or  informal in jeans and a T-shirt and a black leather jacket, who knows? Maybe they would appreciate. They were mobsters after all. Or maybe she should wear a pants suit or maybe a dress with heels or flats. So many options. 

    After a long debate she chose to phone Ann and ask her what was she wearing? After a couple of rings she answered.

    “Yeah, do you know how early it is? I hope you’re in great pain if you’re calling so early?! Elle started laughing.

    “Sorry to wake you up but I have no idea what to wear. I’m nervous, what are you going to wear?”

    “I’m not sure but something sexy and revealing, maybe I’m going to get some from those hunky monkeys.”

    Elle rolled her eyes, as usual the only thing on her mind was s*x or other things related to it. Even this early in the morning.

    “Oh, come on, Elle; Leave your inhibitions. I will finish what I've started and won’t stop until I see your cherry popped and you in a good d*mn relationship. You need someone to play with you.”

    “Stop it! Elle was all flustered and blushing a crimson red. You’re incredible I can’t believe I’m friends with you! Bye! See you in an hour, I’m picking you up.”

    “Ok, ok, Bye!” Elle was sure that Ann would fall back asleep and they would be late but she hung up anyways.

    After a lot of debating she chose to wear a pair of black jeans that would accentuate her heart shaped bubble as*, a white plain T-shirt paired with a pair of white snickers and a leather jacket. She was going to change anyways in scrubs so she could work so why try she thought.

    She took the keys for her car, put her sunglasses on and went to pick up Ann. Elle had a black S-line Audi A6, with black leather seats and tinted windows. What can she say she had her little quirks after all. She liked driving muscle cars. Hers was a bit old and did not run as it used to but she was proud of it and it's 240 horsepower.

    When she arrived at Ann’s, as usual, she was not ready. She started honking when Ann appeared out of her building. She was wearing a hot leopard print dress that made her b*obs look like they were from a magazine, the length of the dress made her legs look long and with her complexion it gave her an exotic image. She was hot and she knew it.

    “What took you so long?” asked Elle.

    “Shush! I needed time to make all this happen. If I don’t land myself a mobster guy in this outfit than all is lost in this world.”

    Elle started chuckling there was no hope for her friend. She took her phone and put in the GPS the coordinates of the meeting place. She was getting nervous. Not in a million years would she have thought that she would do something like this. The way there was not a short drive but, Ann as the DJ made the trip go by in a second.

    The road was starting to be uneven and Elle was thinking of her pour car. Far ahead they were starting to see a big fence made out of barbwire that not even the most skilled man could climb. The suspense was growing. 

    They stopped at a gate and four big men with guns pointed at them waited for them to get out. Their faces bared scars and menacing looks. Although it was quite warm outside they were all dressed in black and thick, surely to hide more weapons. First Ann got out of the car, the guys started whistling.

     “Are you lost pussycat?” All of the men started laughing. “Why won’t you get back in the car and turn around?” they were all eyeing her from head to toe and she loved the attention.

    “Actually, if you must know, I’m here because your boss has asked for me.” Yeah, right they thought. Their boss never brings his h*res to the headquarters.

    A scruffy, short man missing a tooth, with lust in his eyes comes near her licking his lips and whispers in her ear. “If you don’t want that perfect little body of yours to get hurt, I suggest you put that pretty a*s of yours in the car and drive.” The color of Ann"s face went out, she was white as a sheet of paper. That man managed to make her hair stand up on her back. She got back into the car and locked her door.

    “We should get out of here! If he didn’t have the decency to send someone to meet us his loss.”

    For once Elle was the one that did not accept the terms. She came all the way there and she was going to get in.

    “Lock the doors and don’t get out!” She said while getting out of the car.

    “Elle, are you crazy? Get back inside! Now!” But like that she ignored her and went on her way.

    “Oh, it seems that we have another toy to play with.” He smirked and laughs like she just went into his playground.

    “Look, first put away your guns because you can’t even hold them properly.”

    Actually, she was right most of them were just in training and did not know how to hold properly the gun. She knew that because every time she would lose a patient she would go to the gun range to let out some steam. Her favorite was a .45mm but she was good with a 9 mm also. But nobody knew about it. It was her own little secret. One of her old patients worked at that range and in gratitude for saving him, he offered her free lessons.

    “And second, if you don’t want your boss to lose his doctors I suggest you open the gates. I did not come all the way here to waste my time with you. Oh, and one more thing, hope that you don’t get wounded and get on my table because I’ll make sure to work on you without any anesthetic.” And she winked at him. She went back to the car, Ann opened the locks for her and she hopped in.     

    The men had their mouths wide open. They did not expect a delicate girl like her to have such balls. Little did they knew that Damian was watching and listening to everything. He smirked. After all, there might be something more to her. He ordered them to let them pass. Hearing that in their headpiece the men swallowed heavily, maybe just maybe, the girls were right. They opened the gate and let the car pass.

    Elle roared the engine of the car passing them by. And once again Damian was impressed that a woman would drive a sports car. Something in him was awakening.

    All day he felt giddy. Since the moment he woke up he could feel something in his stomach. At first he thought it was just the pressure of the last attack from the Columbians. He woke up quite early, he drank his black coffee and started sorting through his e-mails but he couldn’t concentrate. He decided to go for a run and after another hour in his personal gym he went to get ready for the meeting.  

    Once he got to the layer, he waited until he spotted the black car approaching the west gate. That gate was used only for non members of the mafia, like doctors, the nurses; the accountants etc. and it was normal for it to be poorly guarded. But in the end once you got in the tunnels all of them would lead you to the headquarters, like an octopus. He knew it had to be the new doctors.

    At first he was disgusted when he saw Ann, she was a beautiful woman, he admitted that, but the way she moved her hips, pouted her lips and talked like they had f*cked made him want to shoot something. In his defense maybe he had, but surely she wasn’t memorable. He was even considering not letting the car pass until Elle got out of it. She was dressed modest and casual but what intrigued him was the fact that she knew about guns. She seemed familiar but could not quite put his finger on it. He took his seat and waited for them to arrive.

    After the gate, Elle parked the car in the tunnel near a big metal door. They both got out of the car and waited for someone to open the door. The door opened and doc appeared.

    “Good morning! You are just in time. I hope you found the place easy!”

    “Yeah, it was ok except for the creeps at the gate. Ugh, I thought that mafia man were more handsome.” They all started laughing.

    “What? Ugh, they give me the chills.” And they all started to follow the tunnel. Until they arrived at a big door made out of glass. Two men were guarding it and inside there was a man on an imperial chair standing all serious. The guards nodded their heads when the doc said hello but other than that they did not say a thing.

    “Morning, Damian! As I promised I bring you the two doctors that will help me. Don’t scare them away because they are the best at what they do.”

    Damian smirked and said. “I hope you understand that you are here just to do your jobs. I don’t appreciate nosey people. You come, work, leave. If you do your work well you will be reworded. Any questions?”

    His voice was husky and stern. And had a weird effect over Elle. She felt her insides being stirred. Something hot was starting to build up in the lower part of her body. She had never had that kind of feeling just by listening to someone. She couldn’t deny that he was good looking but she could not tell more.

    “Yeah, I have one.” Said Ann. “How much are we getting paid?” Elle went all red, was Ann crazy? Why would she ask him that? He was the f*ucking boss, surely it was enough. She trusted doc.

    “For starters one thousand dollars a week, but if you do good work maybe more.” Hearing the amount Ann started squeaking, already planning to buy herself bags and shoes and jewelry. Elle just shook her head in disapproval.   

    Damian saw her and asked. “What? It’s not enough for you?” Elle was taken by surprise by his question. Was this man serious? The amount was too much.

    “No, Sir! The amount is more than fair, I was just surprised.” And with that she extended her hand to shake his. He took hers and for the first time the two of them made eye-contact. It was like they were lost in each other’s glance. Such beauty.