Chapter 3

I received a text from Henry, we couldn't go to the weekend away this week as he couldn't get someone who'll cover his shift. I got disappointed but this was nothing new, his always busy we hardly celebrate anything together. But why do I still get so sad everytime, I promised myself not to have any high hopes yet I had done that. Suddenly my day became gloomy I didn't know how I was going to be able to continue, seeing patients in my state. 

I called Rochelle into my office, " Would you please cancel my appointments for the day and tomorrow I'm not feeling so great anymore. And please ask Dr Ishmael if he can't see my new patients since I haven't started anything with them, as for the old ones ask them if they will wait for me or do they want to see someone else " 

" Yes Dr White, I'll get straight to it. Please get better " " Thank you, Rochelle " She bowed and left. I took my things and headed to my favorite coffee shop, I needed some fresh air. I arrived and ordered a latte, I then went and sat down by the chairs. I sat there watching cars passing, why was I truly so hurt about not being able to spend time with Henry. 

I think it has to do with how I grew up, my mother wasn't working. She was a stay at home mom, and I could tell she was lonely most of the time. My father always used to work long hours we hardly ever got to see him, one day my mom learned that he wasn't late at all. The was another woman who was occupying dads time, my mother was trapped she didn't have any money so she couldn't leave.

She had left her parents behind in the United States, a decision she had regretted till the day she died. Once the affair was known my father didn't have to lie anymore, he would just tell my mom his leaving and going to his mistress. My mother had died many years before he actual death, she was no longer happy and had forgotten how to be a mother. 

I vowed to never be in that kind of situation, yet here I find myself. I don't think Henry is cheating on me but I'm still lonely, the world is passing us by. We have the money yet we are not living, we spend all our time at work. I have never gone on a vacation, what kind of life is that. Should we have kids will he be there in our kids lives. 

I will seriously have to have a talk with him, this isn't how I plan on living my life having money yet not being able to spend it. What will be the point of living. 

Meanwhile in the Thorn mansion, the old couple came home to find their son at their house. They were suddenly fearful, he had tried to kill them and had almost succeeded. Something they kept from Isabella because they didn't want her knowing just how dangerous this man truly was. They were actually in the Mafia and they were the most feared family in Europe. Something they had always been proud of until recently. 

They created a monster because in the Mafia the weak get eaten but they never knew this monster would turn on them too. Damians father didn't allow his mother to play the role of mom because to him it would make him soft. Although whenever the old man wasn't around Damians mom would always go and try to show Damian some affection, it didn't help lessen the hate he had for them.

He used to beaten and whipped, for any mistake he'd make. He spent most of his time in the basement with no food or water, what he didn't know was his mother's heart broke everytime his father would torture him. He didn't realize his mother was also a victim as all Mafia woman are,  as a woman you do not have a say you are just the property of your husband. Submission being your only key to survival. 

" What are you doing here " his father asked him trying to musk his fear of his own son. " What is this that I hear about you trying to get me a Psychiatrist do I look crazy to you " his parents wished to scream yes but that would be them digging their own grave. " Son the government has asked for the help of the FBIs help, these killings of yours of young innocent girls will be our downfall. " His father tried talking some sense to him. 

" I thought you'd be proud, you made me like this. Isn't this what you wanted a killing machine " His father shaked his head he knew he couldn't reason with Damian he was too possessed. His handsome son looking at him with his green eyes which had very emotion. Damian no longer had a soul and he was incapable of loving or being sympathetic. 

His father realized his mistake, he was going to be the last Thorn. They'd never have grandchildren, Damian was good at charming woman to get them to his bed so he could fulfill his evil fantasies before killing them. No one survived his brutality his first girlfriend had committed suicide after he had molested and raped her for days. He was 16 at the time and even then his parents had already lost control of him.

It caused a great feud between the Thorn family and the Mandarin family, when they came to know what had happened. And things have been going downhill ever since with psychologists and psychiatrists called, some of then even ended up dead. But the family couldn't tell all this to Dr White they had hope she could help and couldn't risk her saying no by telling her the truth. 

" Is she pretty"  he asked them with a huge grin on his face. " I haven't had a toy to play with in a week now, Tell her to come first thing tomorrow to my house. Or I will blow you up with this house should you dare try to double cross me " tears threatened to fall, when his mother heard his words she couldn't allow him to hurt her. She liked Dr White something about her made her have longing for her daughter whom she had lost at the hands of her son.

" I repeat, I want her in my house tomorrow no later than 8 or you'll die." And then he left. " We cannot do that " Damians mother pleaded with Damians father She hadn't been able to save her daughter, now she wanted to save Dr White. " We don't have a choice Rose " he said and walked away from her.

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As Isabella was showering her phone couldn't stop ringing she took a towel and wrapped it around herself and went to see who was calling her. " Hello,  Dr White speaking " She said as she answered the call it was a number unknown to her and she wondered who it could be. " Hello there, It's Mr Thorn here. Things seem to be deteriorating this side can you please come to the house at 7 tomorrow " What did he mean deteriorating, how bad could it be she thought to herself. 

" Okay I'll come tomorrow at 7 then " She heard Mr Thorn breath out as if he was holding in his breath " Thank you very much, we really appreciate what you are doing for our son and we'll ensure you are well compensated " Compensation that didn't sit with her well. " I'm doing this to help not because of the money Mr Thorn " she said and it broke Mr Thorns heart to know they were sending her into the devils den yet he felt he didn't have a choice she was a sweet girl and she knew not even her innocence would save her.

His son didn't know what innocence looked like, he was truly a monster a monster that would kill even a child. Dr White is an angel but would a devil ever spare an angel, he should try ensure John watches over Isabella and that Damian doesn't hurt her.

I have exams starting in a week, I'm supposed to be studying but I didn't want to leave you hanging for too long. I hope you like this chapter. 

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