The Stubborn One

Episode 14

Ella’s POV 

So I don’t really get why but Rafael has been in a shitty mood all week, he is always angry when we are doing training, at first I thought that it was just because he didn’t like me because he never really was fond of my company but then I saw how he acted to other people and his behaviour was just as bad if not worse, he would scream at anyone who wasn’t working, he would go off on people for the simplest mistakes and he would not leave his office, he spends his days drowning himself in work.

Just like everyone else I ignored his behaviour most of the time anyway, but today he did the most unexpected thing, he cancelled all races on weekends but that’s not what’s worse what’s worse is that he closed down the race track all together allowing no one to race at all.

I’m pissed.

I’m raging.

I hate this place the only two things I enjoy here are the races and the little time I can hang out with Carlo my only friend here.

I don’t know what was going on in my mind but I decided to stand up to Rafael, an Italian Mafia Boss, but who cares right.

I marched to Rafael’s office not bothering to even knock on his door.

“You can be a d**k head to me and everyone around, you can make people woke until they near drop and you can drown yourself in work in your office and gym all day long but buddy you are not taking the only thing that everyone in this god damn place loves and looks forward to every weekend you hear me!” I said to him annoyed.

For a couple of minutes he just stares at me with an amused look on his face but doesn’t say anything.

“What?” I asked as I can’t read his face so I’m not quite sure what’s going on in this dudes mind.

You wanna know something I’m kinda surprised I’m not already dead, I’m surprised I’m not dead for walking into his office without knocking what about the screaming I done at him.

“That’s what it took to break you, taking away your cars.” He said with a plain look on his face.

“My decisions made and I don’t go back on my word.” He said finally and I wanted to pull out my hair in irritation.

I marched up to him and stood right in front of him next to his chair.

“Look you might not understand but racing is my life, I’ve been racing since I was 4 years old and believe me that nothing stops me from doing the thing I love the most even if I need to race in some back street. But I will not tolerate the way you are acting towards your people okay, you are being a rightful d**k and all those people rely on you, and on you only and if the one person who is supposed to make their life’s easier does his best to make their life’s a hell what are they going to do, they work for you, and for you only, so get your damn head out of your ass and start acting like the boss they deserve.”

I see anger start filling his face and I know that I’ve pushed it, I was caught of guard when I felt his hands on my shoulders and in an instant he banged me against the wall behind me.

Luckily I didn’t hit my head but I felt immense pain shot to my side the side I was stabbed on, I didn’t have to look down to realise that the wound had reopened and was bleeding again as I could feel the blood following down my side, I don’t understand why but this s**t is hurting more now than when I was actually stabbed.

I feel him looking down at me and regret was evident in his face for a minute but gone straight away, I look at him and don’t back down, I make the pain evident in my face, not pain that was hurting but pain to show how disappointed I was.

I didn’t waste much time but to move myself away form him, he tried to grab my arm but failed, I made my way out of his office and straight to the medical room to get this fixed before I lose too much blood and pass out again.

Rafael’s POV 

When Ella barged into my office I was shocked but I was even more shocked about her screaming at me.

At first I found it amusing. 

I was so proud of myself for finally starting to achieve my goal of breaking her.

She came up to me and started her rant again but this time I played attention to everything she was saying and how in every word and sentence she was attacking me and my way of leading.

In the heat of the moment I hold on to her and push her against the closest wall,

I see shock evident in her face but soon it was covered with pain, I completely forgot about her wound.

I hid my emotions and watched her place a look of disappointment on her face.

She was leaving and I went to grab her hand but missed and in seconds she was out of my office leaving a slight trail of blood on her way.

I thought about chasing her but went against it, she’s the one who started this s**t it’s no ones but her own fault, if it was anyone else I would have killed the second they came in through the door.

I have no f*****g reason to feel guilty that I reinjured her but I am and I’m pissed about it.