Third POV
"A grown man wetting himself" Raffaele asks and glares at the man.
"Give a list and you’ll all be free" With that he makes his way towards them.
Raffaele doesn’t waste any ti as his hand cos in contact with the face of the short man.
He starts pounding till he hears that satisfying crack.
Pulling away, Raffaele stared at his handiwork and turned to face the woman who looked like she was about to cry.
"You bitch" Raffaele glared at her and when he started walking towards her tears stread down her eyes.
Raffaele glared at her before taking her hair in a tight grip and tilting her face upwards.
"What do we have here?" Raffaele whispers, staring at her with a glare.
He raises his hand and just then a call cos in.
Frowning slightly he turns towards the door and just then a guard enters with his phone in hand.
"Boss" With that Raffaele collects the phone with a nod before clicking on the screen to answer the call.
"Vincenti" Cos Raffaele’s rough voice without even looking at the caller ID he glares at the phone.
"Raffaele" Bella calls out, her voice timid with slight fear from hearing his voice and tone with which he replied to her.
The mont he hears her voice, his tense shoulders relax and the glass around his eyes lt and soften with his whole deanor and aura changing.
"Baby" Raffaele calls out softly into the phone and it scares even the people tied to the wall.
They pass glances at each other as subtly as they can without drawing the attention of the man towards them.
Bella doesn’t say anything and the only thing to be heard are her calming breaths as she remains quiet.
"Fuck" Raffaele curses under his breath as he knows his voice might have scared her so much that she isn’t even saying anything.
"I’m sorry baby, do you need sothing" Raffaele questions now keeping his voice soft as he regards her.
"I..I where are you" Bella questions, cautious not to annoy or anger the man.
A small almost invisible smile Grace’s face as he bites his bottom lip to stop himself from chuckling.
It still surprises him anyti she shows his worry or care and it stuns him but non the less it always leaves him happy and over the moon.
"Busy with so work baby, is there anything you need" He questions and Bella on her end nods her head before face palming when she rembers he cannot see her.
"I want to be discharged and go ho with Angel an.." Bella starts saying as she rembers the doctor telling her the wound is nothing and that she can be discharged but has to take it easy with her shoulder.
"No" Raffaele imdiately cuts her off, his body becoming tense.
Though he wants her ho, he wants her to be completely Normal and healthy when she cos back.
"Pl..Please, the doctor even said I could go ho but just had to be careful" Bella says, reducing her voice and trying not to let the frustration seep in.
"No baby, you have to get well first" Raffaele says to her softly.
"No. I want to go ho" Bella says with finality in her voice.
"Baby" Raffaele calls out his voice tinged with a strictness.
His tone is supposed to scare her and maybe make her drop it but all it does is instantly annoy her and make her more determined to go against him.
"I want to go ho" Bella repeats a small angry puff of breath escaping her lips in the process as he glares at the screen.
"Bella" This ti when he calls out her na she flinches slightly and tears gather In her eyes.
Subconsciously the urge to cry arises instantly and maybe it is because she has beco so used to being pampered by the man and him scolding her imdiately put her off.
"I..I hate you" silence, the whole place becos silent as even his prisoners find it a cri to breathe.
That familiar pang that cos with her rejection imdiately arises and at that mont he feels it, his heart shattering into a million and more pieces.
Even if she does an it and had just said the words out of anger, it does nothing but instantly kills sothing in him.
That thing that had grown in him ever since she grew more accommodating towards him.
Raffaele parts his lips to say sothing but nothing cos out and instead his free hand moves to his chest, right where he feels the ache and he rubs trying to soothe it.
He pulls the phone away from his ear to stare at the only to see that she has ended the call.
Instantly a loud crash Is heard and the prisoners widen their eyes at a livid Raffaele who just threw his phone to the wall.
The mont he turns to stare at them their own eyes bulge out of its socket.
Bloodshot, both eyes were bloodshot red but that is not their concern and instead it becos the way his eyes have turned cold.
No emotion can be detected in his gaze and he looks like a completely different man, a detached man.
"I..I..I" They don’t even know which one of them stutters out those words before all hell breaks loose.
The guards outside square their shoulders when they hear the thunderous growl from their boss and they can already tell what is happening.
20 minutes later, Raffaele walks out of the place, his white shirt stained with blood, there is blood dripping from his face to his chest down to his knuckles.
The man looks terrifying and with the way he is walking making his fra look much larger than he already is.
They maintain their stance, each avoiding eye contact with their boss.
"Call the doctor" That is all he says, his voice coming out hoarse as he makes his way out through another exit.
No one has been able to co out through the door they entered.
Raffaele steps out of the do building with the help of a lift and when he gets to the door he is greeted by the sight of another road belonging to an old cabin.
He steps out and his cars are already there, what nobody knows is that these cars are another set and the one he used to get to the do are there and currently driving out to the mansion.
Stepping into this car he doesn’t say much and the only thing that cos out is "Hospital" That is all he says before the driver zooms off.
The driver along with the guard in the front seat remains rigid as they can all feel the tense atmosphere in the car.
Raffaele raps his foot in the car. Sweat appears on his forehead and he raises his hand to wipe it off quickly.
His face has turned pale and with his green orbs now darkened he looks nothing less than a hellhound.
In a building in a secluded area.
"Did you get the car?" A dark voice asks the figures in the dark corner of the room.
"N..no boss, we were fooled" One of the n replied while passing the boss a sceptical look.
"What about our n that went on a mission" The sa dark voice questions.
"Th.." The man who is about to speak pauses to clear his throat before continuing. "They were caught" He replies to their boss and that does it.
"WHAT" The dark voice booms and stands up but not before slamming his hand fiercely on the table.
"HOW" The man yet again questions and the n exchange glances.
"Those three are the best in their field and one of th best in the world, how the fuck did Raffaele Vincenti catch them" The boss questions anger dripping from each word that falls past his lips.
"Because he is Raffaele Vincenti" A guard answers and instantly the glass of whiskey in front of the boss collides with his head.
The boss fud more and brought out his gun and empty almost all his bullets in the said man who is now lying dead.
"Take that Raffaele Vincenti" The man says while clicking the gun.
The n stare at their boss wondering if he is plain stupid or crazy.
Either one they can see that the man is fighting a suicide mission, one he knows he is losing.
Not to talk of the fact that Raffaele Vincenti is a step closer to finding them and their hideout after the mission they just had.
They had hired the best assassins to do the job only for it to flop.
The Hospital.
The mont the car cos to a stop In front of the hospital, Raffaele makes his way out and walks in.
He makes his way towards the elevator that takes him straight to Bella’s room floor.
On getting there he walks towards the room and pools the door open.
What greets him is an empty and well organised room after passing the empty sitting area.
"WHERE THE FUCK IS SHE"
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