Chapter 5

He is perfection in all its forms Beautiful green eyes dark hair, well defined jaw and delicious pink lips. His handsome as hell. The door opens catching both of us off guard and I immediately back away from him. John comes in, his questioning stare directed at this Handsome person next to me, he just smirks in return I'm sensing some trouble. 

I'm flushed and embarrassed I almost allowed this stranger to have his way with me, " I see you've already met Miss White. " John says and then his gaze moves back to me. " Miss White this is Damian Thorn, his the one you'll be treating " The news slaps me hard on the face, I pale at the news so his the psychotic one. I chock on my spit and John offers me some water. Why am I surprised no normal person would do what he just did to me.

" Are you Okay Miss White " Damian asks he looks a bit hurt, I have been trained to musk my feelings yet today I failed horribly and know he'll think I'm not a professional. " May I quickly go to the loo, I seem to be feeling a bit faint " He eyes me suspiciously and doesn't say anything John intervenes. " Come its this way " he was saving me from the lions den Damian seemed like a lion threatening to attack. I have to try and pull myself together. 

John shows me the bathroom and remains stationed outside like my own personal bodyguard. I enter and do some deep breathing exercises to try  calm myself. After a few seconds I leave and john takes me to Damians study. He also comes in shows me where to sit and goes to stand by the corner. So he'll also be here during the session. This day keeps on getting weirder.

" Are you feeling better now " Damian asks me not because of concern there's sarcasm in his tone, I decide best to ignore it and answer him. " Better thank you " I say taking out my notepad and recording device. " I don't know if you've done this before but I'll be recording our sessions so I have notes to go back on decide how best to help you,  is it fine with you ?  " I ask him. He looks at me with his cold eyes, actually no glares at me. 

Part of this process is eye contact but his stare just made me avert my eyes due to the intensity and hate coming from him. " So you think I have a problem " he asks in a very threatening tone. I can't help but look at John and my surroundings something about his tone threatens my safety and I find myself looking for any escape route should he pounce. I am definitely losing control of this session. 

" Mr Thorn, I do not know you. I cannot make such a judgment, but I am here to know your side of things. What do you think made your parents call me to come here " he frowns, " How the hell am I supposed to know what goes on in their heads. " This is going to be a long hour. I check my time it reads 07h30. " Okay Mr Thorn our session is beginning it will be for one hour, since it's 07h30 we will be finishing at 08h30. " I tell him. And avoid his eyes, his still gawking at me. 

" So let's start, how's your relationship with your family " I ask him. This time bringing my eyes to him. " Skip " he responds. I look at him dumbfounded. He shakes his head and stands up " I don't want to talk about that, ask another question " He isn't very cooperative how will this work if he doesn't even want to try. " How would you describe your childhood " he brings his eyes back to mine and stares at me for a while before speaking. 

" How would you describe your Childhood Miss White " he turns the question to me, I look at him and his looking at me with attentive eyes he looks very curious to find out what my response will be. " Mr Thorn, I came here to help you. My background is of no importance to you. " I respond harsher than intended. He looks a little disappointed before he finally gets mad.

" Who do you think you are little girl, coming here thinking you can question me. Get the hell out of here " he yells. I quickly stand on my feet take my things and run out of there as fast as my legs can carry me. As I descend down the stairs, my things fall all over the fall. I panic why would these things decide to do this to me. I bend down to pick them. 

I feel a hand yank me up, " Come here I want to show you something " Damian says and starts dragging me along with him before I can even agree. His very taller than I am so he walks quite fast I struggle to keep up with him. We continue walking until we reach a beautiful garden with a heavenly view. He walks up to the benches before sitting down. He motions for him to sit next to him. 

I walk up to him slowly apprehensive since it's just me and him here and he nearly did some things to me earlier that I wouldn't even want to think about. I shake away those thoughts as I sit down next to him. He moves away some stray hairs out of my face. " Ask " I look at him confused what he means. " Ask me what you asked me earlier " Well I guess our session hasn't ended so its only fair. " How's the relationship between you and your family ? " I ask him stealing glances at him. 

His gaze is on the flowers in the garden and I thank my lucky stars for that. " I don't have a relationship with them " I frown at his response, " Would you mind elaborating? Did you not stay with them during your childhood" I ask him I don't know why but I struggle to keep this professional. " I stayed with them yes but they never loved me and they were never there for me " he responds and this time looks at me. Hurt evident in his eyes. 

" I'm really sorry about that " I try to offer him some comfort. He scoffs " Yeah right " what is that about but I don't ask I instead keep quiet. " I didn't have a childhood, I spent most of my life being groomed into the Mafia. And now I am the monster that they wanted still I am not good enough " Wait which Mafia is he talking about his Parents said they are not in the Mafia.

That was all Isabella could hear she was no longer interested in anything else Damian was saying. " Mafia " She said aloud unaware. He smirked, his plan worked all he intended to do was to ruin the relationship she had with his family break the trust she had with them. And since he knew they lied about the Mafia this was a perfect opportunity for him to tell her about their deceit. 

He had been looking at her since he entered the house through CCTV, he was the one who made John leave her alone. He knew she was going to be a delight to play with,  he already so many plans for her. Her phone ringed and from where he stood he could clearly see the caller ID. She didn't answer because it would be unprofessional but the damage was already done he was seething. 

He didn't know he was going to hide the fact that he was pissed her boyfriend was calling her. " I have to go I'm sorry, I know this is unprofessional but I can't continue seeing you. I think it's best you get another Psychiatrist sorry. " She said rushing away. He stood there watching her leave him. This wasn't what he intended when he told her about his childhood, he felt betrayed and decided he was going to make her pay for leaving him like this. 

He looked at her through the cctv footage as she kept on getting lost, John hadn't finished giving her a tour because of him. She eventually bumped into John who gave her the things which had fell on the floor. She had actually forgotten about them. She took her belongings and walked out and never looked back. She needed to get the hell away from this crazy family and their schemes. She couldn't believe she had been so gullible.