All Chapters of Doctor to the mafia: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Alessio It’s almost one o’clock as I plant my feet on the landing of my private quarters. I am dead tired and can’t wait to crawl into bed next to my Catherine. I have been wanting for her since I left the mansion to sort out some businesses. The mansion is eerily quiet and the landing is even more so. I narrow my gaze toward the chair that Carlos, a young man who’s still working to earn his position, is sitting in. He is slumped in the chair with a cap drawn low over his face. He’s never asleep on the job. He knows what it could lead to. I go up to him and jank the cap off his head. His head falls limply back but he doesn’t wake. I slap him hard over the face. “Carlos!” No reaction. He has been drugged and is out cold

This chapter is disturbing as well! Alessio I want to kill them all. I want to rip off their pathetic little cocks and stuff them down their own throats. I want to cut them up into little pieces. But Franco is right. I want to hurt them so bad that shooting them dead right now would be a waste of a good time. Instead I will terrify them. I will show them what kind of monster they have messed with. I will make them regret the very second they thought of raping my Catherine! All four of them are huddled in the corner, watching me as I slowly undress in front of Catherine. Pierto is guarding the open door with his back to the room. Franco has placed his lazy ass on the couch by the only window, h

This chapter contains suicide attemt. Catherine Two days after my attempted escape my body is feeling better and any discomfort and pain caused by the rape is just a memory. I still have the marks on my wrist and ankles from where they tied me up but the pain is simply not there. Nothing is there. I have been sitting in our room staring at the TV without seeing anything. Tears have fallen but without any sound. I have not made a sound since we came back. When we came home Alessio cleaned me off in the shower. His touch was gentle and careful as he scrubbed the scent and feel of my assailants away. Since then I haven’t let him touch me. I feel disgusted. Used and defiled. Dirtied by a bunch of sick men. Unworthy of anyone's touch. Even

Alessio Nino is waiting a few feet away from Catherine’s room with officer Simmons pinned with his eyes. I don’t move to stand with them but stay right outside the door like a guard. A doctor walks up the corridor and stops in front of me. “Are you related to Miss Ross?” I look the young woman up and down, assessing her. She blushes but stands her ground. “Husband. Well, we’re not married yet, but will be soon enough.” She nods and looks towards Nino and Simmons. “Could I have a word with you?” I nod and she leads me towards a waiting room further down the hall. “Miss Ross is in a very delicate state of mind at the moment. She told us about an inci

Catherine My whole body hurts the day after my trip to the hospital. Alessio, Franco and Nino kept me busy for hours. I think I passed out several times only to be brought back by one of them fucking me like no tomorrow. They made sure to be careful of my left arm and my stomach. They didn’t want my cuts to reopen and of course they wouldn’t want to risk hurting the baby. That doesn't mean they were lenient. They used just about every whip, tool or toy on me as they tortured me, fucked me, pleasured me.  I shiver at the memory of the night. The pain as they beat me. The pleasure the pain resulted in. I guess Alessio is right about me being a pain junkie. But I always feel like I should be punished. Punished for being fat. Punished for being not pretty enough. Punished for being me, for existing. The thought