Angry Pucca Novels & Stories

ALESSIA POV ~~~~~~~~~ Fueling and boiling of irritation and disgust all mixed up with sadness and anger ,I sat in the buzzing and oozing corner of the club waiting for Bianca to show up,just after I thought the anger in me can destroy a whole building A buffalo decided to step on my toes

ALINA I was so mad I could barely see straight. My head felt like it would explode, my teeth chattered from the force of my anger, and my hands were shaking at my sides. “What the fuck was that, Luca?” The words were heavy. I had never been so angry in my life. If I had, I didn't remember. Luca just stood there, watching me with a small smile on his face. He smirked. Like this was a joke. Like I was a joke.

Then the charity angle, which the media devoured with the hunger of wolves who smell weakness. On the screen, Luca attempted to leave a building. Cameras flashed so quickly they looked like lightning trapped in human hands. He walked with his shoulders straight, his face composed, but I noticed what others would not. His jaw was too tight. His tie was slightly crooked. It was a small detail, almost invisible, yet it told me everything about the storm inside him. “He is angry,” I said softly while resting my chin against my knuckles. Matteo adjusted his cufflinks with the slow patience of a man who understands that anger is a gift if you know how to provoke it.

he promises, every word full of aggression. I watch Amelia step back in shock, and Paul starts to step forward, his face bright red from anger. I anticipate Paul to attack, but Luca simply turns to Paul and stops him in his tracks with just a raise of his hand, holding him in place. “You wolves are all the same,” he sneers. “All thinking you are more powerful than anything and anyone, but you’re wrong. Remember that the next time you want to cross me,” he says with a glare so fierce it even scares me.

** Angelo caught up with a guy and pushed him roughly,he landed on the floor with his back but he stood up instantly. "Tell me who you're working for or I will kill you" he yelled. The guy only smirked " Let's see you try" The guy said. Angelo got angry and punched on his face He destroyed his face with hard punches,blood dripping from his nose and mouth,,, "fuck you"He grunted and kicked his face. The guy spewed out blood "Where's my money??"He yelled again and kicked his face. "you think I will tell you. Kill me!! "He yelled.

I pictured him sitting in the waiting room injured and helpless while doctors rushed around trying to save my babies and suddenly my chest tightened painfully. “How is he?” I asked. Luca looked at me carefully before answering. “Angry,” he said. I frowned slightly. “At who?” His eyes held mine steadily. “Everyone,” he replied. That sounded like Bryan. Not explosive anger, but protective anger, the kind that sat quietly in the chest and made a person shake from holding too much inside themselves. “And Maya?” I asked. Something unreadable crossed Luca’s expression. “She almost punched me,” he said. I stared at him. “What?”

As we step round the corner the voices of angry people fill the air. Actually angry is an understatement these people want revenge and quickly. There are some gasps as we enter the office. “Give nova a seat” Luca barks and I hear the sound of a chair scraping across the floor. Luca and someone else lower me into the chair slowly. “Thank you” I mange before the angry voices kick up again. I feel the heat of someone’s gaze on me but can’t see who it is. Judging by the tightening of my body I’d have to assume it’s Matt. “We need to act now!” A mans growl cuts through my growing arousal. “No first we have to look after the injured and bury the dead!” Another man interjects. More voices become ra

The sensation of agony rippled through my scalp, causing me to emit a piercing wail. “Ahhh! Angelica! It hurts!” "Does it hurt? Oh, it better hurt! A flirtatious harlot like yourself deserves more than just a mere beating!" She cackled before shoving me down to the dirt. As I fell, my basket tipped and spilled plump, juicy tomatoes in all directions. Wincing, I saw Angelica approach with a stern expression. Her footsteps crushed the tomatoes, leaving crimson stains. The vibrant hue contrasted her angry face as if the tomatoes were a physical manifestation of her rage.

“The fuck are you doing? He’s holed up with Nico and you’re here, drinking yourself up at a pity party? And if you wanted to hide so well from me, maybe you should’ve chosen some other planet and not just the third clubhouse amongst all that you own.” “Well, you should’ve taken a hint to fucking piss off!” I snarled, basically yelling at the top of my words, startling Luca. For a moment, we both sat wide-eyed, staring at each other. “I… I wanted to leave. I am angry, Luca. Pissed to the fucking core that he’s chosen that nutjob over me,” I snapped again, this time letting it all roll out. Luca looked torn, he seemed as though he had something to say but had chosen to stay silent instead.

Well classy from Luca, without uttering a single word, he just walked out of the room, banging the door too. "Luca, I understand how you feel," Ricardo said at the top of his voice. "But smashing your phone or the door won't bring Isabella back. You have to put yourself in composure or else you will mess everything up, you hear me!" Luca appeared seemingly oblivious to the words spoken around him, though deep down, he couldn't help but hear every single one. However, his indifference masked a fiery anger that threatened to consume him entirely. The intensity of his rage was undeniable, and it became his constant companion, overshadowing any other emotions he might have had. The anger simmere