Viso tilted his head, staring at her. His mind blanked hearing her words. He wouldn't get his wife back? It should affect him, didn't it? Afterall He brought her back to have the same moments with her, to enjoy her the same way as before. But her words didn't affect her in any negative way. Why? Because Viso was not a man to feel deep feelings. He had always run from emotions, feelings especially a woman's sentiments. He was never able to comprehend them. After the age of ten, He forgot everything about normal human’s life. He thought He had been suppressing his childhood trauma, his feelings inside, in the darkest corners of his heart but in reality He was incapable to understand them. Those feelings wanted to come to him but He was a failure to understand them. Since Isabel came into his life, He felt at peace, because one thing in which Viso was an expert was that He had the ability to recognize people’s personality and their intentions. He knew his innocent Angel, his wife natur

“Hear me out, clear and cut, Viso D’angelo. I hate you. I hate you so much. Just die and end my Misery!” Viso swirled the wine in the glass In his hand and recalled her last words. He gulped the drink in one go. “So what that bastard barked now? Did you track his whereabouts?” Evan finally broke the silence which he had been successfully tolerating for the last thirteen minutes, sitting beside him in the wet bar in his wing. He had been staring at his Compagno's face who was smoking and drinking side by side, his favourite combination. Viso placed the glass on the counter, pulled his phone out of his pocket and slid it towards Evan for him to read the message. He knew Isabel was stalking his phone to get some proof to put him behind the prison. Poor her, didn't know it was an impossible task even if she got something about his colourful deeds. Evan grabbed the phone from the counter and read the message, His nose flared reading the words.“Fuck! So your doubt was right. Sandro moth

"Angel, He is hurting me," The voice from the other end sobbed hard. Viso forgot to blink or breathe. Everything around him halted. He was hearing these words after so many years that it took him a moment to realise that He was not hearing them in his memory. It wasn't a hallucination. "Angel…" The sob broke the haze in his mind. "Stella Mia!" The words left his mouth in whisper before He could stop them."He is hurting me, please save me." The soft feminine voice cried again and Viso finally blinked. “Stella? Is that you?” “Y..yes.. Please come. I can't tolerate it anymore.. I Am dying Angelo. Please come..” Her pleading voice pierced Viso’s heart directly as He heard her pain and rage take over. He promised himself that the death of Sandro would be cruel and dirty but before that He needed to know about this collision by that bastard. “Stella Stella Mia… your angel will not come to save you. Didn't you realise till now that He forgot about you, He abandoned you just like that. He

“I am leaving Isabel under your protection, Titus. Don't disappoint me this time. Protect her with your life. If you notice anything wrong, even slightly, end the issue immediately and keep updating me.” Viso warned Titus who for the first fine made eye contact with Viso while giving him his words. “With my life Capo, I will protect your wife with my life.”Viso stared at him unblinkingly and gave him a curt nod before shifting his attention to the window of Isabel’s room. He looked at it longingly but Vienna's words buzzed in his ears and He turned towards the car to go to save his sister. As He opened his car door He let out a deep breath, “What are you doing here?” Viso asked Evan, getting into the car. “I am not letting you go anywhere alone, We are brothers, Compagno. This war is not yours alone. It's mine too.” Evan said, Viso pulled out his two guns and handed one to Evan. “Let's end Sandro Moretti today,” Viso muttered but his mind was not still. He was clenching and unclen

“What did you say?” Viso snarled into the phone as a burning sensation ran through his body. “Titus!” “We are under Attack. Sandro Moretti attacked us, Capo. He knew every detail of the mansion, I am injured, shot thrice.. I don't… He is here with his sister,” Titus breathed heavily as he tried to speak. “I am trying to stop them but…” Viso’s eyes widened in atrocity when Titus stopped speaking and the sound of bullets coming from the other end silenced him. “Titus, Where is Isabel?…tell me.. If anything happens to her, I will kill you!” Viso D’Angelo for the first time was scared. “Titus, speak the fuck up..!” Viso screamed. “Capo, they entered the mansion. I am called the backup, Capo, I am trying to…”Viso punched the glass window hard making a crack in it when Titus couldn't speak up next.“Titus! Titus! Speak dammit!” Viso yelled, punching the car door once again when the line went dead. “Titus!”“Compagno!” Evan grabbed Viso’s arm to stop him as He raised his hand to punch t