The mafia boss's nurse and lover

Episode 2

A sleek blackout cuts through the rain-soaked streets of the city. I was finally ready to go home after a long, demanding day attending to patients and covering for my colleague's absence. I gripped the steering wheel, exhaustion etched on my face, I glanced at the dashboard clock past midnight.

I haven't slept in two days, working on different shifts at the hospital. I couldn't wait to get home and I had to pay for my bed. I was driving home smoothly until I suddenly heard a loud sound from a distant fade in the background. I slowed down while approaching the traffic light.

Raindrops drum on my windshield, blurring the city lights. While waiting for the traffic light to turn green, moments later, I noticed three intimidating black SUVs surrounding my car, trapping me like helpless prey. Panic sets in as I realize this is no ordinary encounter.

I was forced out of my car into theirs immediately and with a loud sound of, they zoomed off. My mouth and hands were tied up. I kept screaming for help but it didn't seem forthcoming.

With my face covered with a sack, and hands tied with a rope, I had no idea about where they were taking me to. I was frightened to death the moment I got thrown to the rough ground. "A deep voice echoed out loudly saying," Bring her here. It seemed to be an uncompleted building from the way the voices and footsteps echoed around.

In my mind, an overwhelming sense of uncertainty and impending doom surfaced. My thoughts race, consumed by what-ifs and worst-case scenarios. He snickered at me with his deep voice.

They removed the sack from my face and I was faced with a man that calls himself the ruthless mafia boss. Franco wore a dark suit, his eyes gleaming with menace. Two burly thugs guide him, their muscles intimidating beneath their black leather jackets.

Moment of power as he addresses me and tries to introduce himself. He needed no introduction because everyone knew him and the kind of person he was.

A notorious being, I wondered what could be the issue to warrant his threatening presence. I imagined all the possible dangers and outcomes as I was frightened.

"Through gritted teeth," he said.

Well, well, well. Look what we have here—a nurse in distress. Mr. Brian's beloved daughter, Elena.

My heart raced as fear intertwined with determination. But for a second I realized he had called my father's name. I became curious and anxious to know what was happening. With my voice trembling ", I replied,"

How do you know my father? Franco's menacing smirk widens, his eyes narrowing at me.

(snickering)

Your father owes me a huge amount of money. He had a grace period to pay back but he kept on messing with me.

Does he think he can just walk away after getting involved in our affairs? Oh no, my dear nurse. That's not how things work around here.

My money must be paid or…..

He didn't complete the statement he was about to make. The two thugs step forward with a big bat stick, their eyes fixed on me. I frantically search for an escape route. My breath became shallow and rapid, as if I was gasping for air.

This seemed to be a difficult situation for me. My eyes widened in fury. I would expect nothing less from a man like him, using his thugs to intimidate individuals.

"What kind of business did my father engage in with you of all people"? I asked with my heartbeat pounding in their ears. Knowing fully well, I haven't heard from my dad since yesterday and his line has been switched off.

I didn't bother to call and ask my brother because my dad always forgets to charge up his phone before going out for his business.

Your father borrowed money from me and gambled everything away. He lost and ended up acquiring more debt, a huge amount of money to his name. I gave him more than enough time to pay up, but rather he kept ignoring my calls and messages. He thought I was making empty threats, but no.

"This is your father's dead body lying helplessly at the roadside. His debt has ruined his life. I can easily do that with you and the rest of your family if you don't comply. This is a taste of what I can do.

You don't have to pay me because I already had an agreement with your father. You will have to work for me, providing medical services whenever I need you, and before you try to object to this, let me be clear and straight to the point.

"You do not have a choice. It's either this or nothing" You'll pay for your dad's debt, nurse!

But if you prefer your career and family to be at stake for this, I would stop at nothing to destroy your loved ones, just like your father.

"I'm clear"? He asked aggressively.

Shockwaves silently passed through my veins immediately after he said that. At that moment, I held my breath, completely speechless and broken to think he broke off my father's life.

"Did you kill my father?" How wicked can you be? I screamed out loud in tears, a heavy cloud of sorrow descended upon me. My heart was weighed down by an immeasurable grief.

Tears streamed down my face, a mixture of sorrow and pain. My voice choked with emotion, and I turned to face the world that lay before me—a world that would be miserable and forever changed by the absence of my father.

Every step would be heavy, every breath would be a struggle. To work for a man, a man who killed my father, faces the very person who has shattered my family. It's a secret I would hold close, a burden to bore alone.

I cried bitterly. It seemed like my whole world had crumbled right in front of me. Every fiber of me trembled with an overwhelming sense of dread, manifesting fear.

My eyes, wide and darting, reflected the terror lurking within. Wondering how I would break this news to my brother.

This would break him down. He didn't seem remorseful. I could tell from his reactions. Instead, he retreated from the building with his thugs, leaving me shaken but alive. How would I deal with the burden alone? It is almost impossible.