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Claimed by the mafia

"Shut your fvcking mouth close!!" Zach yelled out of anger. Madison had been frustrating him for the past few days and deep down it hurts him, it was an emotional frustration. "I thought you liked it wide open huh" she replied with a smirk and walked to his table. He felt his body twitch at her dirty words, she had known him too well. "I am remaining a Doctor!, Who do you think you are to tell me to quit my profession?!' she yelled out and he stood up from his table and walked to her while he was opening his suit jacket. " Wha-wha--" "I am your Daddy like you cried last night, and you are mine" he replied and crashed his lips on her before she could say anything. ***** Darly Madison, a well trained medical doctor and surgeon has been living a peaceful life until one day her best friend asked her to go with her to a night Party in one of the popular hotels in the city. There she had a one night stand with no other person but Zach Westley, a dominant and possessive Mafia boss. Now her world changes from being a surgeon to being claimed by the Mafia.
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Chapter 5

Madison POV

“Madison! You should go update his family now" Doctor Melvin said to me. I nod my head and walked out of the ward leaving him to do the closing. I took off my scrub cap and my gloves as I made my way to the waiting room.

There, I met 5 broad men sitting in black suit. They had this strong facial expression on, I'm sure they are the one I'm to talk to.

I released a heavy sigh, it's really going to be a long day.

“Who's here for Kelvin?, Family?" I asked as I tucked my hands into my pocket. All of them seated raised their bowed head.

Okay, I get now

“We are here" they said together.

I cleared my throat before I spoke up, I should have just made it more clearer to them what I meant.

“Uhm, his brother? Who among you are his brother?" I ask and then a tall blonde haired guy stood up and looked at me with a perverting eyes.

I clenched my jaw, I hate that look.

" Me, I'm Antonio Greg, his brother and is he alive?” he asked me with this thick voice.

The rest of them seated fixed their eyes on me like they would kill me if he doesn't survive it.

“Yes, he is alive. Dr Melvin was able to take out the bullets completely with no complications sir, so I can say the rest of you should stop staring at that way, he isn't dead and I don't kill either” I replied then rolley tongue in my mouth.

They released a sigh and let their heads back low.

I slowly took my gaze off them and looked back at the guy standing before me.

Well, the good thing is handsome.

But he doesn't look my type.

Urgh!

“Can I go see him now?" He asked me.

“well, yes you can go see h—" when I'm mid-way through my sentence, I'm interrupted by a loud gasp.

“Sh!t, that's Zach!" A guy sitting on one of the chairs cussed with anger on his face.

Head turns to the hospital front doors, I also gasped seeing Zach walk in through the doors and was obviously making steps towards where I'm standing.

“This bastard" Greg also cussed.

Zach walked further with rage in his eyes. The next instant, punches were thrown all around. From the left, to the right and even at the center between Zach and Greg.

I blinked rapidly, confused on what to do next.

Zach had just showed out of the blue and not just that, he's engaged in a fight. A fight with someone standing before me.

“HEY YOU!!" I yelled out as I made my way through them. That's a real stupid decision.

I'm making an attempt to stop the fight and then, the next thing is I'm finding myself on the ground with a heavy pain in my bleeding nose.

“Now you've done it Bastard!" I hear Zach groaned and then a hand from no where pulled me up.

That was probably Greg's punch, he definitely punched me accidentally.

I wiped my fingers beneath my nose and saw stain of blood.

“F*ck!" I groaned.

Dr Melvin had stepped into the scene to separate them while I walked away to go wipe my nose.

“You can't just cause this type of scene in a hospital young men!!" He yelled but I ignored.

I have to wipe my bleeding nose.

Zach Westley

I was angered at the sight of Madison and Greg talking. My first thought was to go to him punch and punch the hell out of him which I didn't hesitate to do. I immediately threw punches at him, he missed none of my attack but then he tried to attack me and I missed it. That's how he ended up punching Madison.

Madison already walked away and a Doctor walked to us to separate our fight. He made an attempt to send me aside until he took a close look on my face.

He backed off immediately, he clearly knows who I am so he had to get the fvck away.

I looked away to search for Madison and saw her Walking away to where I don't know. I left the scene and followed her immediately to where looks like a locker room.

She took out a tissue paper to wipe her nose and the tip of her lip.

Damn it..she's bleeding.

I took steps closer to her, she could hear my footsteps and turned to me. Her emotionless face turned to me immediately with this angry look.

“What!, Why the hell do you have to show up?!” She yelled immediately

“What's your problem for goodness sake!” She continued without allowing me to even reply

“You can't just show up and create an ugly scene young man!" She fired clearly angry.

" Will you let me talk?” I asked her lowly but she ignored my question and kept yelling at me.

"You really have no business with me, and I don't with you, don't you think it should be insane for you just barge in!” she yelled, her voice sounding cold and serious, although I like it because it sounds cute.

I wonder how she would react when she finds out who I am, everyone here clearly knows who I am except Madison.

“Now, you listen to me” she clenched her jaws tightly and walked slowly to me.

Her eyes fixed intently into mine and her finger pointed at me.

“Last night didn't happen, there was no me and there was no you, I was drunk and you know that. I don't do shits like that. So henceforth, you stay on your own and never show up in front of me, neither will I show up in front of you. DO YOU GET THAT!!“ She yelled as she poked my chest hardly.

I scoffed at her confidence.

This is really one kind of a woman.

I looked down at her tiny finger on my chest then looked back at her face as I took slow steps towards her making her take steps backwards.

“What-what are you doing”she stuttered and her back went against her locker.

“You clearly have no idea of who I am, do you?" I asked lowly like a whisper and tucked her hair behind her ears.

She stylishly and slowly gulped down, I could see that..

“You have no idea of power I have over you honey, do you?” I asked with a raised brow and a smirk.

“And how is that to affect me?” She replied as she raised her head up and looked into my eyes with a frown on her face.

I laughed lowly as I looked away..

“Don't piss me off honey" I sighed and turned to her again.

“Or you do what?, Who are you anyways?" She folded her hands and raised a brow at me.

“I am Zach Westley baby" I replied

" And I am, a Mafia boss”

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