RAPHAEL'S POV
It’s been over four hours since Serena walked out of the house, and no one knew where she had gone.
I had my men and Lorenzo out searching for her, but they found nothing.
The only reason I hadn’t torn down the estate was that I was sure she hadn’t stepped past the gates.
“Where the hell are you, Serena?" I muttered, slamming my laptop shut. Not like I understood a word of the long transactions—my mind wasn’t even there.
As if on cue, my phone rang. It was Lorenzo. They had found her—she was in the house.
I stepped out of the annex behind the mansion. It held one of my studies, and I usually came here when I didn’t want to be disturbed.
I made my way to the house, taking a shortcut through the back entrance.
I arrived just in time to see my wife tearing her clothes ap
