Chapter 83:furious

Third POV

"A grown man wetting himself" Raffaele asks and glares at the man.

"Give me a list and you'll all be free" With that he makes his way towards them.

Raffaele doesn't waste any time as his hand comes 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 streamed 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 comes in.

Frowning slightly he turns towards the door and just then a guard enters with his phone in hand.