Bella's pov
"The ice cream parlor is now yours" The moment he had dropped that bomb earlier, I was sure I was no longer who I was.
I blank out fr sometime and I am sure all the flies in this world must have built a tent, statyed with their family heck and even got married in my mouth from how long I have ny jaw slacking in surprise at his words.
"I-I-y-you" I still am unble to form wordds while Raffaele nods his head like it's the most normal thing to do in the world.
Own another person's property just because you are rich.
The man brings the ice cream and this time I pass him an apologetic smile which seems to displease Raffaele who lets out s growl.
"I don't want it Raffaele, what should I do with all this" I say gesturing to the small yet beautiful and cozy place.
He grins at my words and its rare to see Raffaele Vincenti so happy about something.
