Beauty and her Beast:The Don's obsession
Chapter 94 - 92: Ignore

Chapter 94: Chapter 92: Ignore

Third POV

"Hey" Bella says playfully as she swats away his hand and that makes a chuckle to escape his lips.

"You are such a cry baby" Nathan teases lightly and she rolls her eyes at his words before she turns to face him with another question.

"So....how did you and the others become friends" Bella questions Nathan.

"Hmm, our families were friends to begin with and we all kind of grew up together and became brothers" Nathan says and his eyes cloud over slightly like he is remembering something.

"Raffaele has always been more like a brother when I had lost family and then came Drav, who although is silent is a caring one and the most matured then Alexander who can be calm and playful one moment and turn to another thing the next"

As Nathan talks about his friends who are more than brothers to him, Bella cannot help but start to admire their friendship as a small smile Grace’s lips.

They continue chatting away till the front door is opened with a bang.

"Bow to her royal highness" Angel says in a loud voice and even makes some weird sounds which makes Bella giggle.

"Out of my way peasant" Emilia says behind her with a feigned accent causing everyone to erupt in laughter.

"My baby" Emilia calls out the moment she sets her eyes on Nathan who pouts and opens his arms widely for her to fall into.

"Mami" Nathan calls out and Bella’s eyes widen slightly as she watches the man pout and hug his wife.

They pull away but with Nathan placing kisses all over Emilia’s face and with her giggles filling the room.

"I need to run" Bella mutters under her breath and Angel nods her head in agreement.

Just then, Emiliano steps into the living area of the hospital with a branded paper bag in hand and after exchanging greetings with them he immediately walks to the room Raffaele is in.

On getting there he passes the bag to his brother who collects it with a nod.

Like he is not the one shot, he stands up from the bed with only a low groan of pain an indication of his discomfort and he makes his way towards the bathroom.

After some time in the bathroom, he steps out fully bathed and dressed in a black suit pants, white button up shirt and with the blazer in hand he starts fixing his wrist watch.

"Have you done the work?" Raffaele asks Emiliano and his voice comes out rough due to the fact that he has been silent for a long time.

"Yes but I also met with the senator and the general of the army, they are still investigating everything" That is just their way of doing things.

If they involve these people in their business even the slightest, they leave them thinking they are in charge.

But everybody knows Raffaele Vincenti is in charge besides they are all under his payroll.

Requiring some forces to get the location of Bella and Angel as they had been in some remote area and the signal with his team was shaky, he had to let the army think it was just a case of rivalry.

"Dad?" Raffaele questions Knowing he would definitely ask questions as the man has ears everywhere and must have heard of his son being shot.

"I’ve also spoken to him but I think it’ll be better if you so yourself especially since he says you got his darling wife worried" At the mention of their mother a small smile forms on Raffaele lips.

Even when little they had grown up with their father warning them against making their mother cry and they knew better than to do that.

"Hmm, I will. Help me with this" Raffaele says and stretches out his wrist for Emiliano to help him with the wrist watch.

Emiliano smiles slightly when his brother asks him to do it before stepping closer to Raffaele to clasp his wrist watch around his wrist.

"Are you ok?" Raffaele asks Emiliano, who shoots him a look.

"Why wouldn’t I?" Emiliano asks to which Raffaele shrugs.

"Just asking brother" Raffaele says gruffly and Emiliano rolls his eyes. "I am not the one who was shot" Emiliano answers to which Raffaele lets out a little grunt.

"Prisoners" Raffaele questions and Emiliano updates him on the prisoners before they both step out.

The moment they step out the others in the room stand up.

A chorus of ’how he is feeling’ goes round the room and Raffaele answers before they make their way outside.

If possible the security has doubled with so many men that Bella had to do a double take.

They make their way to the cars with the security guards around them and when they make their way to the car, everyone makes his way to their desired car and Bella walks with Raffaele.

They get to the car and after the car door is opened for them, they both get in with Bella entering your car before Raffaele.

The moment they are settled in the car she starts feeling nervous.

The air is tense in the car and it doesnt need a genius for her to tell that Raffaele is ignoring her.

She could tell he is tense and angry from her his shoulders are squared, his face set in a rigid position and jaw clenched tightly.

She stares at the man who is sitting like he is not the one with a gunshot wound and she exhales.

When the cars start moving, Raffaele bends forward slightly to grab the bottle of wine there.

He needed something to distract him and anything at that as he knows he cannot stay long with her beside him and her scent hypnotising him without him grabbing her and doing sinful things to her.

Furious. No livid would better Express the emotion he feels towards her and everytime he feels that little pain from his gunshot wound his mind cannot help but think of the fact that she would have gotten hurt.

Just that thought causes a heavy feeling to settle in his chest, eyes turn red in fury and jaw clenched as the urge to beat something and unleash his steam arises.

When she hears the small groan from him and knowing when he wants, she quickly bends forward to grab the drink for him.

Their fingers brush against each other slightly and a spark runs up from her finger and transfers all over her whole body.

She looks over at Raffaele who is already staring at her, his gaze deep and unreadable.

Retreating his hand he allows her to pick up the bottle and even pour a drink for him.

After that she hands him the glass with shaky hands and he collects it and downs it.

Bella just stares at him wondering if he would continue ignoring her, unknown to her every second spent with her staring at him makes it hard for him to not touch her.

Deciding it was best to mind her business, she turns away from Raffaele and rests her head on the car seat before closing her eyes.

Raffaele turns and this time allows his gaze to freely roam and when it gets to her neck he gulps, his gaze lingering on her milky skin.

Licking his lips slowly he finds his body slowly subconsciously leaning towards her.

The next time Bella wakes up, instead of the back of a car, she finds herself lying down in Raffaele’s room.

She looks around the room for sometime, her head blank before slowly she remembers everything though the last she remembers is herself in the car.

Sighing to herself she sits up on the bed before stepping down and making her way outside only to see that it is getting dark.

She walks down the steps and just then the head maid steps forward.

"Good evening ma’am" The woman pronounces with some difficulty and her italian accent deep and rolling with the words.

Bella replies and stares at the older woman, tired of telling them to just call her name.

When they had returned back to the mansion, she saw how all the workers were replaced and even her friends, which made her sad.

According to Angel they were all transferred and are now in another mansion of theirs.

"Dinner is ready" she tells Bella who nods her head before walking towards the dining room.

The moment she gets there and settles on the chair a feeling settles in her.

The mansion is so huge and yet she is all alone and about to eat alone which immediately made her a little sad.

Standing up from the chair she turns to face the elderly woman.

"I’ll be right back" With that Bella races towards the elevator and before she can reach there she bumps into someone.

She stumbles about to fall when a hand shoots out to steady her by holding her waist.

Immediately she is met by deep brown eyes staring at her in awe.