Chapter 10 :Car ride

Silence is all that can be heard from the Vincentis' mansion as even the maids and servants moved carefully not to make too much noise as they knew the don hates noise. The chefs, being the best of the best and known worldwide, moved around in the kitchen professionally. Two focused on the desert while the other two focused on making the perfect dish for Don Vincenti. Rosaline, Bella's mom, just stayed in the kitchen helping the chefs as they prohibited her from touching anything, which was are order from Raffaele, who warned them not to stress her out. Already used to working and making something, Rosaline remains persistent and stays in the kitchen. The kitchen, which is ridiculously large with is the 6th kitchen in the whole house, as almost all the floors in the Vincenti's mansion had kitchens stationed there and people to tend to the kitchen. The white tiled walls of the kitchen sparkled clean, with other parts made with expensive grey coloured marble. The counters, sink, and everything there were made spacious to fit as many as 20 people, and it was often used for occasions. The other Servants moved around the living room, cleaning the already spotless area to avoid the wrath of their always angry boss. Bellarosa skips down the stairs wearing a black thigh-length leather skirt that hugs her curves, a black long-sleeved shirt that moulds perfectly with her body, and complements her beautiful milky skin. Black heeled boots, a black leather jacket, A grey coloured Gucci bag. Bouncing down the huge stairs of the Vincentis' mansion, her brown hair, which was put in a ponytail and the edges curled, bounced with every movement. Today, she felt like dressing differently, hence the different black outfit, as she mostly wore bright coloured clothes. Her makeup, however, is kept simple with a dust of nude eye shadow that makes her grey eyes pop out, along with the help of a winged eyeliner, a pink lip gloss, and some mascara that makes her already long lashes longer. Reaching the edge of the stairs, she sees her mom serving the breakfast table along with some other workers, and she rushes towards the woman. ''Good morning, beautiful''Bella greets her mother and places a kiss on the older woman's face, who smiles brightly at her sight. ''Good morning, beauty, " her mother tells her and wraps her arms around her. Rosaline turns her attention back to the dishes to make sure they are well arranged when she feels her daughter tugging on her peach coloured designer dress. ''Rosaline hums out to indicate she is listening to Bella. ''I'll get going now''Bella says, and immediately her mother's gaze snaps to he''Sit down for breakfast''Rosaline tells Bella, who shakes her head vehemently, showing how eager she is to go to school. Rosaline sighs and pats her head, knowing she has already lost the battle with her daughter, who grins before turning towards the front door to go call the driver. With a happy, bouncy step,,s Bella heads for the door. ''CoA''A A deep, hoarse voice rings out behind her, and she immediately freezes along with the others in the living room. The servants immediately lower their gaze as the aura emitting from the man is simply terrifying. Bella turns quickly only to see Raffaele standing at the edge of the other side of the stairs,se, which has cold railings. She cannot help but marvel at how handsome the man seems to look every day. His dark hair is swept back with only two strands framing his face, his hair reaching his shoulder. The hard but soft contours of his face make him devilishly handsome, his green eyes looking dark and intimidating. The stubble present on his face did nothing but make him look rugged, manlier, and handsome. Her gaze moves towards his body, which is clad in a three-piece black Armani suit. The suit jacket hugs his body perfectly, outlining his perfect body, and it makes the muscles on his hands bulge slightly and look bigger. The trouser hugs his perfect, strong thighs and make his already long legs look more attractive. All in all, Bella marveled at his perfection and could not stop herself from gazing at the man. ''Come and eat your breakfast''Raffaele speaks out gruffly, his voice leaving no room for argument, while his eyes roam around her body, his jaw tightening. He had the urge to tell her to go change into something, but gave up the idea when he remembered she looked good in everything and all her clothes did nothing but hug her beautiful figure, which made her plump ass move with her every step. He also has the urge to pin her against the wall and ram into her like a beast, but he controlled himself. 'Soon Raffaele'He mentally says before striding towards the dining table already set out with dishes that make one's mouth water at the mere scent. Walking meekly to the table with her head down and a reluctant expression on her face, Bella walks towards the table, le unable to defy his orders. 'Go eat your breakfast'She mentally mocks the don's voice, a scoff coming out of her lips, which makes all the heads snap towards her direction. Realising she said it out loud, with a scoff, Bella ducks her head, her cheeks turning red in embarrassment, and she speed walks towards the table sitting on the right side of Raffaele. Her mother smiles, shaking her head, and Raffaele walks towards the older woman, whose brown hair is put in a bun, her brown eyes shining with kindness. He opens his arms, embracing the woman who is like a second mother to him, before placing a kiss on her cheeks. ''Good morning, Ma''Raffaele greets her, and Rosaline grins, patting his cheeks with a gentle look in her eyes. Morning, sir. You guys will be late. " Shurgesrs him to sit and sits on her chair, and the servants start serving them their food. Still annoyed and feeling wronged, Bella pokes her food a few times, her eyes filled with irritation. She starts eating when Raffaele lets out a stern 'Eat. ' After eating, she stands u, grabs her bag, and starts heading for the door. ''Wait''Raffaele calls out behind her,, and she immediately tenses. She still feared the intimidating man whose eyes made her feel weird. ''I'll drop you off, or more like a command, before walking out of the house and towards a sleek white Range Rover car. Bella looks at the car, and a giddy expression fills her heart as she loves cars. Her expression, however, er changes when Raffaele opens the door to the backseat and gestures for her to enter, remembering she is to be in the same confined space with the scary man. She turns to her mother and Milla for help. They both grin with thumbs up, which makes her scowl before matching towards the car. Entering, she mutters a thank you, and soon Raffaele enters, and his powerful, intimidating aura immediately envelops the car, and it almost makes her choke. The driver enters the car, who is another driver, and from the sweat present on his forehead, one can tell the man is scared. ''Drive to her school''Raffaele orders and takes out his laptop, setting it on his spread out legs, and he starts opening his mail. ''Thank you,don''Bella whispers, which earns her a grunt from the man. Bella looks out of the window, with her gaze focused on the moving trees and the street. She could already see some people turning to look at their car and taking pictures. After some time, she turns to look at the man beside her, er whose gaze is focused on his laptop, and she cannot stop herself from subtly staring at him. Her eyes look from his perfect,t lo, long black hair, narrow, wedged, perfect eyebrows which are capable of making any girl jealous, high cheekbones perfectly carved, high bridge nose, the plump lips, and chiseled jaw before settling on his ear with a black diamond earring. Bella is stunned when Raffaele suddenly turns to look at him, and he catches her st on.