Mafia’s Doctor

Chapter 4: Killed or Married

I started at Marco like he had grown 2 heads. Did I hear him right? Did he say marry me?

Walking closer to him I got on my tippy toes and tried to reach his forehead. Of course, I wasn't successful in him being as told as a giraffe. He was probably 6ft tall to my 5'2'' height. To me he was a giraffe, Giving up I looked up at him and with a calm voice said.

"Can you please crouch to my level" now it was his turn to look at me like I had two heads?

"Are you alright?" he asked confused.

"I just need to check your temperature to see if you don't have a fever" I stated calmly. Still waiting for him to bend to my level.

"I am telling you to marry me, and you want to check my temperature?" he asked still looking confused.

"What makes you think I want to marry you, you just tried to kill me " I looked at his hand that was holding the gun.

Marco sighed in defeat.

"I am getting a f*****g headache " he set down sat down at the barstool placing his forehead on his palm for a moment and taking a deep breath"

"Listen here puttana" he said getting up and wall king towards me. looking irritated.

"This isn't a f*****g joke, if you want to live you marry me " he was already so close to me that I could smell his manly cologne. It smelled expensive.

"What do you get out of marrying me, " I ask getting confused myself.

Marco roughly grabbed me a dragged me to the barstool, he sat me down and stood infant of me.

"Your brother is Tom Redd" he stated obviously. I looked at him nodding.

"He is the prosecutor that has been after me for quite some time now. If you marry me, and be my wife he will leave me alone". He stated simply and calmly. It took a second for me to process what he really said.

"You are the crime organization that my brother is after, " I asked half shocked half scared. He was the scariest person ever. He killed for fun. He is a monster. He is feared by everyone. And my brother is the one that is after him. All those late-night working hours, not coming home. Hitting a dead end and needing to start over again. All those sleepless nights that he had were because of Marco. And know all my brother's hard work was going to go down the drain. All the evidence that he had would just be not viable anymore.

"Yes, I took over with my uncle when my dad was killed" he spoke of his dad without a trace of sadness. Every time I think of dad I want to cry.

"And more thing " Marco made me look at him as he spoke

"You have no say in this" no it was my turn to get angry. Getting up from my seat I looked dead in his eyes

"You can't expect me to marry you. You are a killer. Your mafia, that's like signing my soul to the devil" I said crossing my arms

"It's hard No from me, thanks " Marco raised his gun and clicked the safety off.

"What are you doing," I said looking at him, shuck was clearly visible on my face.

"Simple, I am going to kill you," he said without a care in the world.

"What? No stop!" I placed my hands in front of me to create some form of a barrier.

"Marry me and you get to live " Marco simply stated, moving the gun away from my face.

"You can't be serious " I sated as the harsh reality hit me. I started sobbing.

"Please no I can't marry you anything but that" I begged as a sob took over my body.

"You don't have to choose Doctor," Marco said calmly while putting his gun away. I got up and started pacing back and forth. I can't do this. I can't marry him. I started hyperventilating and sobbing uncontrollably. I can't do this. I was having a panic attack. It was getting harder to breathe and the pacing wasn't helping.

"Doctor ?" Marco voiced his concern.

"Your turning blue " he half panicked and rushed to my side. Trying to steady me. I grabbed my throat trying to squeezing some sort of air into my lungs. I could feel that I was about to pass out.

"Nickey get me some water" Marco yelled at one of the giants.

My last thought before I passed out is that at least I got to know one of the giant's names.

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When I came to I was in Marco's arms with Nicki holding the water. I blinked a couple of times and tried to get up. With Marco's help, I was able to get back and take sit at the bar stool. Taking the glass of water from Nicki I took a small sip. Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath.

"What happened, " I asked softly while taking another sip of water.

"You had a panic attack " Marco stated. I sighed

"They're back," I said to no one in particular. I used to get a lot of panic attacks when dad died. The doctor said it was due to trauma. My dad was shot in front of me. I held him when he bled to death.

Marco and Nickey exchanged looks as if having a silent conversation with each other. Then Nicki and the other giant which name I have yet to learn left.

"Pack a bag we are leaving in 5," Marco said. I open my mouth to argue, but Marco raised his hand in gestured to keep quiet.

" Don't make me repeat myself " he said with a stern voice leaving no room for argument.

Quietly getting up I walked to my room to start packing quietly. with freshly new tears threatening to come out

Authors Note: oh wow that was intense.