Armando was busy checking the budget for the F1 deal that Isabella had requested when he received a message from Cara. “Tell that fucker Santo that Brooke and your mom came in to assault Izzy, slapping her around as if she were their doll. He isn’t allowed near her, she’s a wreck.”
Armando got up and went to his brother’s office, once he got to the floor he didn’t even check with Nicholas as he barged in.
“Mom paid Isabella a visit and slapped her?! What the f**k Santo! Explain how they got access to her!”
Santo looked up at his brother, shock showing on his face.
“What? What happened?”
Armando showed his brother Cara’s text and he growled. Santo took out his phone and tried calling Isabella.
She picked up, “Santo can you please not call me unless it’s for work.” He heard her sniff, her voice sounded like she was hurt and it made him hurt for her.
“Baby what happened? Are you okay?” He asked.
“No I can’t speak to you right now.” He heard the crack in her voice before she hung up and he cursed.
“Give me Cara’s number Armando.”
“No, go sort out mom and Brooke and then I’ll text it to you.”
Armando slammed his door as he walked out. Santo picked up his keys, packed up his laptop and made his way out.
“Nicholas hold on my calls and meetings for today. I’ll be working from home.” He said and left.
Once he got to the garage he threw in his bag and made his way to his parents’ house. He tried to be calm but he kept thinking of Isabella and the crack he heard in her voice. He tighten his grip on the wheel and made his way through the driveway. He got out the car, storming into the house.
“Mama! Where are you!? Mama!”
His parents came running out to him, his father stared at him as if he were deranged, Santo certainly felt like it.
“Santo what is going on?” His dad asked calmly. Santo turned his gaze to his mother and glared at her.
“If you or Brooke ever come near Isabella I will have you arrested. How dare you go to her office, I am the one you have a problem with so deal with me.” He yelled.
His father held him at arm’s length. “Son that is no way to talk to your mother.”
Santo scoffed, “My mother doesn’t go to my girlfriend’s office with Brooke and slaps her because she is dating me. Stay away from us.” He threatened, he heard his mother gasp but he didn’t flinch.
“You and Brooke are meant to be, she is messing things up.” Maria cried.
“Maria!” Anthony cried out.
“Isabella is a gold digger out to get my son.”
“f**k this, dad I’m done. Stay away from us Maria.” Santo sneered then he walked out. He heard his mother scream he would regret this day but he ignored her and got into his car. He dialled Nicholas number.
“Nicholas I want Brooke and my mother blocked, from my cell, work, the building and get a restraining order done for Isabella.”
“She will have to approve it Santo.”
“I will make damn sure she does.”
He cut the call and made his way to Isabella’s place.
Brooke knocked on the door of Isabella’s apartment.
“Open up Isabella or are you still hiding you b***h!”
Isabella heard Brooke knocking furiously, she grabbed her phone and started the recording, placed her phone in her pocket and opened the door.
“What is it this time Brooke?” She asked with a tight lipped smile.
Brooke had a saccharine smile curving her lips, “I see my mark is still there.”
“Say your piece and leave.” Isabella threatened.
“I hope you enjoyed the last bit of Santo today cause your done. You saw how his mother attacked you after I did, hmmm. This is nothing compared to what you’ll catch if you continue.” A malicious gleam in her eyes.
Brooke caught Isabella off guard and slammed her against the door, laughing as Isabella fell on the floor.
“f**k off Brooke, get out of my house.”
Brooke took the opportunity to kick Isabella’s head with her shoe then turned to leave laughing mischievously. She stopped dead in her tracks when she caught sight of Santo infront of her. He grabbed her arms and shoved her against the wall.
“Armando hold this b***h while I check to see Isabella.” He growled.
Brooke laughed, “Oh baby you know I like it rough.”
Armando replaced Santo, he glared at Brooke who smirked at him.
Santo found her on the floor, as he picked her up she moaned in pain. He placed her on the couch, when he got his phone out he noticed blood on his hand. He checked himself but there was nothing. It dawned on Santo that the blood was Isabella’s. He dialled for an ambulance and after that he dialled the police to report an assault. He tried not to panic or alert Armando otherwise there would be chaos and he didn’t want Brooke to get away with this.