Beauty and her Beast:The Don's obsession
Chapter 55 - 54:Scaring his therapist

Chapter 55: Chapter 54:Scaring his therapist

Raffaele’s pov

Groaning to myself, I run my hand through my slightly longer hair as regret starts filling in.

I don’t even know when I agreed to my baby’s request to start going to a therapist, heck at that moment she could ask for my head and I’d gladly give her without questions and her asking me for anything at all is rare not forgetting the fact she is jumpy and still scared of me.

I let out another groan, annoyed at the fact that I keep loosing control in front of her and that is the last thing I ever want to happen

I want to always show her the best of me but somehow the people around me seem to be in disagreement with what I want.

Wetting my lips I step into the bathroom and a small smirk appears on my lips at the thought of teasing my little beloved.

Stepping out, I walk back into the room to see her perched on the couch, reading from a book with a faraway look in her beautiful blue orbs.

Damn.

I could stare at her all day and at some point I was even convinced I may have gone crazy from how much I like to stare at her without even wanting to blink.

"Baby" Even my voice does not sound like mine as it sounds seductive and calm and that is the effect this little woman has on me.

"Baby" I call out again and this time she snaps out of her trance and drops the book to finally look at me.

Seems I need to throw that book away.

I say to myself mentally while looking at the title of the stupid book that has the guts to steal away the attention of my beloved.

"What is it" Her calm, soft and hypnotizing voice hits my ear and damn did I just grow hard from the sound and I silently curse myself.

Everything she does makes me hard and just makes me desire her more, the need to cherish and protect her has to be the strongest.

"You want me to go to the therapist" I question her again to which she nods her head with a slight smile on her face.

"Then I need your help" I say sitting closer to her on the couch and pulling her body closer to mine.

"What is it?, I’ll help you with anything you need just say it" This has to be one of the happiest times of my life not forgetting the fact that my baby is busy talking to me.

"I want you to bath me" I say and I try to do that lips thing she does which always makes me want to kiss her senseless.

From how she sprints out of the chair with her eyes almost popping out of their sockets, I can tell she is stunned and I almost laugh at her expression but hold it in.

"I can’t, I-I feel" I am now trying the emotional blackmail on my woman and I know with her being one of the softest humans on earth I’d easily get through to her.

Her lips wobble and she is still starring at me in disbelieve while I try hard not to crack.

My head has already started with the mental images of us together in the shower, my beloved pressed against the wall in the bathroom as I worship her from behind.

The image alone is enough to leave me letting out a satisfied grunt.

"Should I call someone to help" She asks me, her voice low and as polite as possible.

"No baby, come help me undress" At ny words, her eyes yet again widen in surprise and I am surprised myself when she starts taking slow steps towards where I am sitting.

"I- can only help with that" She stutters pointing to my shirt and I almost chuckle at her frightened state.

"Let’s go" Is what I say and before she can object, I am already pulling her towards the bathroom and when se get inside, I slam the door and push her against the door.

"Remove it" It comes out rough be it ny voice or words but I don’tregret it and instead just stare at her.

Third pov

With shaky hands, Bella raises her hand and slowly starts unbuttoning the black dress shirt he is wearing.

His intense gaze is so focused on her that she finds it almost hard to breath, closing her eyes she opens them again and almost lets out a shriek when she sees his face very close to hers.

He doesn’t allow her to recover and instead envelops her lips with his in a searing kiss.

Her hands which were on his chest fall to her side and he raises them to place them on his chest.

"Hmm" Rafaele growls unable to stop himself as his hands move to her hips before going to her backside and soon she has her legs wrappad around his waist.

Refusing to pull away for oxygen, he continues kissing her like his whole life depends on it and that is until she hits his chest as she starts feeling dizzy.

"Fuck, sorry baby" Raffaele groans burying hiz face in the crook of her neck when he realises he had almost made her to faint.

"We’ll be late" Bella says remembering she is to follow him to the hospital to meet the therapist.

Nodding he lets her go and runs a furstrated hand through his hair.

He certainly is doing all this to keep her happy.

After his bath, he gets dressed in his signature three pieces black suit, designer dress shoes and a Rolex before stepping out to meet her already ready.

His eyes rakes through her body, she is wearing a body hugging knee length red dress with flared hsleeves.

Nodding his head as he cannot help but like what he is seeing, he walks towards her and after threading his lomg fingers into her hair he pulls her closrr and plants his lips on hers.

Raffaele lets out a low animalistic growl at the feel of her lips, she is just so intoxicating, so much he finds it hard to control himself around her.

"Let’s go" He says knowing he is standing on a thin thread when it comes to her.

Bella nods her head, unable to utter any wordd as she stares at him woth a blush on her cheeks.

Raffaele holds her hand and soon they are making their way out and they are seated in the car which is guarded by rows of cars.

They starts driving towards the hospital and in no time they get to the underground parking lot of the hospital, stepping out they are greeted by a man who is the director of the hospital and he leads them directly into the hospital.

They get there and Raffaele marches towards the therapist’s office and opens it without so much as a knock, something that shocks Bella who turns to tell him it is wrong.

"Who are you get ou-" The words of the therapist gets stuck in her throat and trust me it’s not because it’s Raffaele Vincenti but the fact she has never in her life seen a man as handsome as the man standing in front of her.

Her breathe gets caught in her throat as she stares at Raffaele, the world around her no longer existing.

She only comes back to reality when Raffaele pulls back a chair for Bella and she sits then he makes himself comfortable beside her, his fingers laced with hers.

The director only then runs into the room with files in hand and the doctor immediately stands up to greet him.

"Sir" She says and is surprised to see her boss showing the stranger so much respect before briefing her on how Raffaele is her new and only client for now. A very important one.

After the man escuses himself to leave the room, the therapist sits back on her chair and her eyes are glued to Raffaele who has his gaze on his littlw woman.

"Welcome Mr Vincenti, I am Vivian Orea and I’ll be your therapist. I am here to help you with whatever you might need, anything" The way she said it rather suggested at something but the man sits there seeminglycompletely oblivious to all she is saying.

Bella seeing he has no interest in answering turns to face the therapist.

"Hi, I am Bella and thank you. He is Raffaele Vincenti and it might take time but please help him" Bella says her voice tender while Raffaele stares at her with a smile stretched on his lips.

She is finally showing him care.

"It’s alright" Bella says after arguing with Raffaele about leaving the room so his treatment can take place.

The moment she is out of the room he sighs, his gaze still on the door before closing his eyes and resting his head back.

Vivian doesn’t know what comes into her when she stands up from her chair and before she can control herself, she places her hands on his shoulder