Beauty and her Beast:The Don's obsession
Chapter 75 - 74: Angered

Chapter 75: Chapter 74: Angered

Third pov

"Yo-you are jealous of ice cream" she asks to be sure and her eyes convey just how amused she is by all these.

His brows furrowed as he stared at her with a confused gaze, his own mind trying to get what she was saying.

"Jealous of ice cream?" Raffaele asks again when her laughter has died down and now he looks to be in denial.

"I am not" Raffaele scoffs and turns his face away like a child throwing a tantrum.

An amused smile spreads on her lips as she finds herself shaking her head at whatever thoughts start creeping into her head and how utterly ridiculous Raffaele looks at that moment.

Seeing that the man is in denial of the obvious truth, she doesn’t say anything and instead shifts her chair closer to the table.

Bella starts eating without so much as raising her head to glance at the sulking man beside her which seems to make him sulk more.

"You don’t want food" Bella says, raising her head a bit to stare at him, her blue orbs still glinting.

Raffaele finds himself staring deep into her eyes and he becomes lost.

Even his reason for behaving as childish as he did moments ago becomes lost to him.

"Raffaele" Bella calls out again and this time he snaps out of his trance.

"Sorry baby" Raffaele says just after clearing his throat before picking up his cutleries to start eating.

They are eating in silence when suddenly they hear a commotion.

Raising his head, Raffaele’s gaze moves to the glass door which is being guarded and now he can see some men arguing there.

A guard steps in and walks towards Raffaele, though his strides are confident he cannot help but feel a little scared of his boss.

"Don" He calls out respectfully to Raffaele while doing a little bow of respect.

Bella finds her eyes moving towards the huge and intimidating man.

This man can crush ten people my size just by lifting a finger.

She concludes as she stares at the huge man with pale skin, he is wearing an all black outfit which completes his look and the skull tattoo at the side of his bald head makes him all the more intimidating and scary.

"Hmm" Raffaele says, raising his head up to stare at the guard.

He did not need to ask or say much at that moment as the guard could already tell he needed to provide one.

"Sir, Mr Albert is there causing a scene after seeing you and insists on talking to you" The bodyguard says and his eyes dart between the door and towards Raffaele.

"Mr Albert" Raffaele questions, and the guard nods his head.

Before Raffaele can even tell him what to do, the door pulls open and Mr Albert steps in wearing an olive coloured suit.

"Mr Vincenti" He calls out his super confident voice and approaches Raffaele, albeit not alone and being accompanied by two young men.

Mr Albert is medium height, pale skin and all that.

A look at the men behind him and one can already see that they are somehow related to him though the other young man who has his gaze fixed on his phone.

"Albert" Raffaele calls out, his voice cold and detached and that has Albert gulping as the man starts regretting his reason for coming in that moment.

"Do you have a moment please" Albert questions and from his tone, dressing and all Bella concludes anything this man says has to do with business.

"Please sit" She decides to just be nice and polite and that is when attention shifts to her.

That is also when she realises that their table only has two chairs and she flushes slightly.

"Ahh, Mrs Vincenti" Albert calls out and the next thing that happens Shocked him as he shifts back a little.

Raffaele, whose face was originally cold, now has a small smile on his face, his eyes having a glint as they settle on Bella before he moves his gaze away to stare at Albert.

"Drag the chairs and sit" Albert doesn’t need to be told twice before signalling his sons to go grab chairs and they do.

Now settled, Albert clears his throat finding himself now lost for words which surprises him.

Now he finds it hard to maintain eye contact, not with how narrowed and intense Raffaele’s gaze is as he settles it on the man and his sonS.

Albert finds himself surprised by his own nervous self, he has been in the business long enough to shake off fears of intimidation and all that and he is obviously much older than Raffaele.

"Go on" Raffaele says, pleased with the fact that the man referred to Bella as his wife.

Seeing that Raffaele now has a change of mind and is ready to listen to whatever he is saying, the man smiles.

Soon he delves into the topic of business, talking while all Raffaele does is listen to his nonchalant face as his attention diverted to the little woman beside him.

Mr Albert cannot help but stare at Bella, he has traveled to different places and seen different types of beauty but Bella’s just struck him and he finds himself staring at her.

Bella, seeing his eyes on her, looks at him with curious eyes.

Her eyes shift to his brother who still has his head down and gaze focused on whatever he is he is busy with his phone.

Then Bella looks at Mr Albert and she could see the glint of excitement in the man’s eyes as he starts talking about his business.

It is obvious from his tone that he has probably been trying to get an appointment with Raffaele and has just succeeded.

"Do you want anything?" Raffaele softly whispers to her and that brings Bella’s attention to him.

"Ice cream and your phone please" She says and he nods his head before using his hand to call a nearby waiter.

The waiter who has been on standby in a corner quickly rushes towards Raffaele, his hands tucked behind him respectfully.

"Get more ice cream" Is all Raffaele says and the waiter nods and turns to walk away to bring the ice cream.

Raffaele hands her his phone and she starts watching videos on the phone.

Mr Albert who watches the scene stares at them with a small smile.

"You make a beautiful pair," he said in a sincere voice.

No one thought a man like Raffaele can ever be soft towards someone and that too a small petite woman.

Bella just gives him a small smile as she tries to distract herself from his words and also the blush threatening to turn her whole frame red.

Raffaele however looks visibly delighted and now completely happy as his gaze remains fixed on Bella.

The glass doors are slid open and a new waitress steps in with the ice cream.

She walks towards the table, her steps deliberate and practiced.

A glance at the people in the room and she can tell they are made from money, Although it’s only people with money that eat at their restaurant, some areas are preserved for only the wealthiest of them.

Now with an aim in hand she twists her waist and walks deliberately to draw attention to herself.

Reaching the table she is about to round herself towards Raffaele when the man points his hand in front of Bella.

The instruction is clear and she bites her bottom lip as she moves to drop it.

When her gaze lands on Bella’s face she cannot help but feel a kind of envious feeling at the pretty girl.

She could swear she has never seen someone this pretty.

So being bitter.

She doesn’t even realise when her gaze towards Bella turns hostile and she is dropping the bowl with a clang.

Bella’s fingers are on the surface of the table, her other hand busy typing away on Raffaele’s phone suddenly feels some ache on her finger.

Wincing on reflex, she quickly pulls her fingers away to look up.

Before she can fully register what is happening, she hears a piercing scream, one that belongs to a female voice.

The sight that greets her has her eyes widening in fear as her gaze darts between the waitress and Raffaele.

When the waitress dropped the bowl, she hadn’t realised Bella’s fingers were there and that led to the bowl landing on it and with the force, Bella felt an ache.

Before the waitress could even part her lips, a fork lying on the table is thrust right into the back of her hand and in shock and pain the scream escapes her lips.

"Oh my God" Bella screams out, teary eyed as she quickly shifts her chair back and stands up while staggering a little.

Raffaele, who is responsible for the now bleeding waitress, looks nonchalant as his gaze is fixed on Bella.

Rising from his seat he takes her hand in his and starts to carefully massage her fingers.

Mr Albert and his son look shaken and shocked to the core.

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