DOMINIC POV “Set up a meeting with the shareholders this month and clear my schedule for the weekends, I will no longer be working through the weekends,” I say my voice deep and stern as I think through my decision. With Isabella’s pregnancy and the recent threats, I need to work from home more, I need to pay more attention to her and maybe try and fix our relationship, the longing looks, the anger, the ignoring game, it needs to stop with the introduction of our child into the world. I sigh heavily, my mind still on the threats, I think back to what my sisters said, although they denied all claims, all the evidence points to them. The times we received letters in the house were always after a public gathering or at a public gathering, nobody but my family could wage such a heavy war on me or Isabella, nobody dared to, I did ask around but there was denial from everyone. I sigh turning to the lump of documents on my table, and my eyes moves to my phone, I was getting updates
DOMINIC POV The ride back home is long and the sky darkens as we drive into the mansion. “Sir, Mrs Bella” her driver approached me with concern on his face but I stop him my eyes flaring with anger, I push the door open the reveal the house lit up with low lightning. The maids are closed for the day and the house seems empty but I know she’s home. Ready to throw my anger at her, I march up the stairs, pushing the bedroom door open but find the room empty. Panic sets in immediately, but blindsided by my anger I walk towards the office, pushing the door open but it’s empty. “Isabella!!” I yell out, my heart pounding in my chest in a panic, I walk down the stairs when I hear the sound of someone crying. My feet slow down, my ears filling with more sounds of sniffling, and my eyes move to the sliding door under the stairs leading to the pool. The door is open and right at the edge of the pool is Isabella, her feet inside the water, the blue lighting from the pool reflecting ba
DOMINIC POV My fingers tremble in anger as I squeeze the piece of paper, my eyes moving to Isabella’s red eyes, rimmed with tears. “I will take care of this Bella, I will fix it” I turn to her, my words desperate, I mean, I have been assuring her I would find who was sending the threats for months but for months, it had come up to no solution, we only encountered more problems “What do we do? This person obviously sent this to scare me” She shakes her head, tears dropping to her shoulders as I lead her into the house. My eyes scan the area, and I shut the door behind us, the guards awake and surrounding the house. “If the letter said, time to die, Bella, does that mean they are here now? Ready to kill me? Am I even safe?” She cries out, her eyes looking to me for a solution. I gulp, this is the first time I have ever felt like my hands are tied, what do I do when I can’t find a literal ghost? “It means you will not be leaving the house in the next twenty-four hours, you have t
DOMINIC POV “Be safe” she whispers turning her eyes away from me immediately I sigh turning back to the door, unsure of what to reply, “I will” I whisper back softly, shutting the door behind me. “Get two guards to stand at my bedroom, one guard under my bedroom balcony, do not let her leave your sight!!” I narrow my eyes at the head of security in my home, “I don’t want any excuses this time, if she goes missing, I will have you to blame for it” I snap at him moving outside, the cars are parked and arranged waiting for me. My eyes move to the time, it is past midnight and the best time to go on an hunting spree of my enemies, best to catch them unannounced. “Where to Sir?” The driver turns his eyes to me through the rearview mirror. “Here” I hand him a piece of paper. “Yes sir” he nods starting the car. On the piece of paper are 10 different names and addresses, people I think would do this, if my men couldn’t get to them, I definitely can. The car ride is long but
ISABELLA POV Anxiety fills my veins over what I think Dominic wants to do tonight but at the same time, I can’t help but fall more in love with him for wanting to protect me so intensely. Despite his cold nature, and unending anger, beneath all of this is a layer of him I have seen only a few times, him comforting me at the pool being one of those times. I sigh, deciding to sleep but I can barely get any shut eyes as fear of the unknown is all that clogs my mind. Who could this be? Why would this person want me dead so bad? I sigh my mind reeling to one of the letters I kept hidden from Dominic. The one that threatened him, The one that asked me to stay away from him, I never told him about it to protect him, at this junction, I don’t know if I should tell him or not. I toss and turn on the bed all night, wondering if this all boils down to Grace, she is the only one who would really want me dead and out of the way, but Dominic is too blinded by love for her to see it. S
ISABELLA POV “And who are you to get in between our family issues?” Francesca turns to me, her eyes filled with anger. “You don’t have a say here, you should leave,” she spits her eyes moving between the both of us. Realization fills her face when I pull Rachel behind me, shielding her from Francesca “Wait, you knew about this?” She yells, eyes wide in shock “Yes I know about Rachel’s pregnancy, I helped her keep it a secret this long because she was scared of you, of Dominic, of her family finding out that she made a mistake” I pull Rachel closer to me, protecting her “A mistake that could cost her!!” Francesca yells, “I can’t believe you would do this, “She is pregnant and in college!!” She yells, eyes flaring in anger. “Pregnant?” A voice calls from the open door. We turn around, our eyes meeting with older shocked ones. “Madam DeLuca” I stutter eyes on her while Rachel’s tears double behind me. “Did I just hear right?” She speaks slowly, gulping as she steps i
ISABELLA POV The car ride to the Dorm room is fast, as I have to finish with this and head back home before Dominic notices I am gone, which will only cause more suspicion. I bang the car door behind me, looking left and right, making sure I am safe before I enter the building, I avoid the elevator as Rachel warned me before, using the stairs I find my way back to the apartment door. “Who is that??” A deep voice calls from inside the apartment after I knock heavily. I don’t reply, hearing footsteps as the door pulls open revealing Dave’s roommate. “I want to see Dave” I raise a brow at him, this time filled with much more confidence and boldness. “He is not here” he squeaks out trying to shut the door “What do you mean by he is not here? You lied the last time, why should I believe you now?” I raise a brow at him anger on my face “He is not here Mam, I swear,” he backs up trying to shut the door in my face again but I hold the door with my hand My narrowed eyes meets
DOMINIC POV“What do you mean by an accident?” Isabella? Is she okay?” Rafaelle yells back at me, eyes wide in alarm from the call I just got.My fingers quiver as I quickly stand up, ending the call.“She got into a road accident, I have to get to her,” I say hurriedly, the words coming out in a rush.I grab my jacket, sprinting down the hallway to the elevator with Rafaelle right behind me.We make it to the hospital in record time, my heart racing with every passing second and every possible scenario, fear engulfs me at the thought of losing her.I briskly make my way through the hospital doors, my eyes scanning the reception area frantically, landing on the nurse behind the desk.My heart racing, I make it to the nurse, “Isabella Deluca, where is she?” I yell my voice echoing around the room.My heart shatters into a million pieces when the nurse's somber expression meets with mine, her eyes filled with pity, “she's currently with the surgeon. If you could just calm down and wait,
GRACE POV “Just a few more days,” I mutter to myself, pacing my new bedroom. Soon, I will be moving to Dominic's room, and nobody will be able to stop me. I sigh heavily, the sun reflecting down on my figure, I could swear Matilda and Dominic were talking about me last night in his bedroom but I could not hear them properly. I was sneaking closer to the room when they caught me, I pause, “I hope he doesn't suspect a thing yet?” I frown. I also can’t believe Dominic has yet to say yes to the wedding, he has been dragging his feet about it while Madam Deluca and I made preparations “I need to get him to agree to this quickly,” I mutter to myself, grabbing my purse. I need to find the man and get an answer from him quickly before our plans are destroyed. My car comes to a halt in front of his office and eyes follow my movement as I walk in. I know many of them have gossiped about me, especially after I released the news of our marriage to the press But I dont care, I'm li
Dominic POV I push the door of my bedroom open and my gaze lands on a sight that I've been dragging myself through for weeks since Bella’s kidnapping I sigh heavily, my eyes scanning the area, bottles of alcohol at the side of the bedroom, Bella’s clothes strewn across the bed where I had dragged them out in anguish, sleeping with the materials for weeks to no end. The balcony doors have been permanently shut close with a board displaying pictures and a list of suspects. My feet carry me to the board, and the feeling in my chest prompts me to reach out towards the table. I've never had a reason to suspect Grace in Bella’s kidnapping. “But maybe I should,” I say to myself, pulling out a picture of her, I turn to the board pinning it right beside Rafaelle. I mean she has motive now that I think about it and with her pushing for the wedding so bad, I have more reason to suspect her. I bit my lip nervously, I don’t know if I should straight up accuse her and then alert her
Bianca POV Just like a deer caught in headlights, Francesca runs towards me just as the elevator door opens behind me I try to run inside to close it but she grips me pulling out her phone. I grab her by the hair as the elevator doors close, shutting us away from Grace and Dominic. I try to fight, grunting slightly as I grab her by the shirt. We tumble on the floor together and she takes power over me, slamming herself against me and pushing my back into the cold metal floor She pulls out a gun from her side making me squeak out in fear “Don’t kill me!!” I yell out my eyes widening in panic. She laughs wiping the sweat from the top of her forehead, “You escaped and played right back into my trap, you are so dumb Bianca” she laughs pulling me to my feet the gun still pointed at my back “You won't get away with this, Dominic will find out, he will see the security footage” I grit out, my hands raised up in surrender She changes the course of the elevator down to the gar
Dominic POV “What are the both of you doing here?” my voice booms across the hallway, my eyes on Grace and Francesca as they whisper between themselves “Dominic!!” Grace sings, practically shouting while Francesca runs towards the elevator My eyes brows shoot up in shock at Francesca suddenly running away at the sight of me Does she think I'm angry about her taking numerous trips without my approval? I roll my eyes at that, I've been so stuck trying to find Bella that I've lost concentration on every other thing. I sigh heavily as my eyes settle on Grace properly, her eyes move between the elevator door and me as she struts towards me Annoyance bubbles in my throat and my gaze finally settles on the dress she's wearing. My eyes narrows at her impending figure, “What the hell are you doing wearing that dress?” I demand, my voice echoing off the walls She pauses looking down at the dress, “uhm, Dom, I saw the dress and thought you would like it” she says quietly her e
Rafaelle POV I stand on the deck of the ship, the wind whipping in my blonde hair. We are back on sea and on our way back to New York, I didn't know where else to go and Francesca gave no direction so this will be the best decision. And if they find Bianca they can easily bring her back to the ship My knuckles turn white as I grip the ship handle tighter, “No more playing by anybody's rules but mine” I mutter to myself I turn around heading below deck. Bella is seated at the head of the table, one hand tied to the chair and the other scrambling her fork across her plate of food. She looks up as I approach and I can see the fear in her eyes, I bite my lip, smiling slightly to reassure her but she looks away from me I sigh, one of the reasons I want to be back in New York is because I want to kill Dominic for myself, I know Francesca wants to do it but it's my revenge and I plan on taking out Dominic for good. Just as I sit down, my phone rings in my pocket. I glance do
Rafaelle POV “I need you to get Bella out of town, take her to a whole other continent I don’t care but get her out of here quickly before Dominic can get any ideas” Francesca rattles off as she walks towards the car quickly “I can't believe these idiots, one minute with her and they let her escape” My heart pounds in my chest as the evening breeze blows across my skin “Maybe if you had not sat down to drink and if you had carried her yourself we wouldn't be in this mess by now!” she yells back her eyes angry Annoyance erupts in my throat, rolling my eyes at her like she is the head of this plan, Like she controls us. I gulp, “Call Grace, I will get Bella out and I will call you when we are safe” I turn my back against her She huffs, entering the car to the private airport where she will take an urgent trip back to town, just incase Bianca heads there. My feet hit the floor quickly and adrenaline flows through my veins as I head inside the room with Bella. She's asleep
Grace POV “Yes, I want the cake to float from the ceiling down to the floor,” I say into the phone already planning the grand wedding I will have. I pace the living room and Maltilda passes by me, a look in her eyes but I don’t care about the flimsy maid, I am going to be Dominic’s wife at last. Now I just have to plan a way to get evidence against Francesca and blackmail her into killing Bella and keeping Dominic alive even though keeping Dominic alive is the last thing she needs. I smile to myself, all this wealth, money, and fame will be all mine, “Maybe I don’t even mind killing Dominic” I shrug looking over the poolside. My phone rings in my hand and I see it's Francesca, “Just the girl I want to talk to” I smirk to myself picking up the call “Are you near Dominic?” she asks her voice harsh but speaking in whispers I roll my eyes, “Nope, I am by the pool, what is it?” I narrow my eyes, “Why do you sound like that?” I reply harshly. “Bianca escaped,” she says and my heart
Bianca POV I struggle in the unknown Man’s grip as he finally lets me goBut he's not aggressive, not one of Rafaelle's men, I push myself out of his hold and I spin around ready to kick him “Woah B, calm down” he whispers his eyes moving around the alley slowly turning dark as the sun sets. My eyes settle in the darkness landing on blue eyes, “Marcus?” I call out with a frown. “What are you doing here!” I cry out my lips widening into a smile “I should be asking you” he lifts a brow at me, a frown on his face, “last I heard, you were dead, I attended your funeral” he cries out, shock clearly on his face I lick my cracked lips, my eyes on him, my heart settles and just like that, I feel safe. Marcus is an ex boyfriend of mine, from my many shoots in las Vegas, we became close but I couldn't be in a relationship with him due to my job. He was possessive and didn't want any man's hands on me and I'm a model. He was also known as a dangerous man and we were warned to not engage w
Bianca pov The two men drag me out of the room, Francesca and the old man’s laughter echoing as we enter the cold hallway. This hallway is beautiful but cold, with vintage artwork plastered on the walls. The soft hum of the conversation in the room grows fainter as we take each step back to a room, possibly where I will never see Bella again. I huff, tears staining my cheeks when I remember what Bella said. I gulp, I have to escape, I am our only hope now. “Excuse me, “ I say out loud, a hint of embarrassment in my tone. “May I use the bathroom?” I look between the two men. One of the men’s eyes flickers with suspicion, the other narrowing his eyes slightly at me as we reach the middle of the hall “Please, I really need to use the toilet or I'll just go right here,” I say my voice threatening Of course, they don't want their boss screaming at them over me taking a piss on the floor “Fine, let's take her” the one on my left grunts out and I almost jump in happiness “We ha