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Becoming Mrs DeLuca Chapter Thirty
Isabella POVA few hours later, I fully sink into the role of the bride, Bianca and I head to the hotel first, the makeup artist and stylist are already in full move.I need Coffee, I pout at Bianca, ill be upstairs soon, I tell her as we arrive.She nods walking away, I head into the restaurant, quickly grabbing a cup of coffee.The elevator doors open and my eyes meet with bright blue ones, panic written on his face.“Whoa, you two are not meant to see each other till later today,” Rafaelle says, tapping the elevator button quicklyBefore it can close, I step inside, I don’t know why I do, but I do “Good morning” I say, sipping on my drinkDominic stays quiet and unmoving, watching the elevator doors as they move upwards, the lights shinning brightly at his form in a casual shirt and pants“Good morning” Rafaelle responds sensing the tense air “I can see you’re in a great mood this morning, no nerves?” Rafaelle continues“I’ll see you at the alter Rafaelle,” I say the elevator doors
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Dominic POVThe elevator door closes and I finally stop holding my breath.“What was that about?” Rafaelle frowns turning to me“It's nothing, the Driver is he ready?” we leave in an hour “Are you ready to do this? Are you absolutely sure?” he turns to me, “No going back after this”.I nod, remembering what happened in the last 12 hours, I kissed her, her lips so inviting, her skin was so soft, she felt so good, and I'm sure it would have led somewhere but her friends had to come and ruin it.I had gone downstairs when my sisters called me to their room urgently, something about it being an emergency.I rushed to their room only to find Grace there, again it was her trying to make me believe she was cool now, we sat down and had a few drinks, the next morning I woke up half naked on her bed.I didn't pay her any mind as the wedding was in a few hours and I had to get back to New York I had promised to speak to her later about it but everything has been hectic since we got back.We dr
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Isabella POVHe sighs, turning to me, “Isabella, you know I won't force you to do anything you do not want to do right?” he raises a brow at me I stand, the room quiet, the room reflecting with golden light, “You are Mrs Deluca now, my wife and my equal, Do what you want, just fulfill your part of the contract” he nods grabbing a few clothes, he walks past me up the stairs to the bathroomI quickly turn around in the mirror, trying to think of a way to pull my dress off since it's corset style.I hear the shower rubbing, I quickly try everything, even with the clothes hanger, but nothing works, soon I hear the shower stop running, I try to rush back to the couch but he comes down the stairs his eyes meeting with mine.My hair scattered, sweat glazing my skin, “Do you need help with that?”I breathe heavily, nodding at him.He throws the towel across his neck and walks slowly to me, the blue pajamas hug his waist, and a body-hugging white T-shirt covering his upper body, makes my brea
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Isabella POVThe car moves slowly and I take the time to admire my surroundings, the home Dominic had gotten for us is in the best parts of New York, Manhattan.The car comes to a stop in front of a mansion with black gates barricading the mansion, the gate has a huge D in front of it, painted in gold and they part open upon arrival.The car comes to a stop and I spot my new Mother-in-law pacing the front of the vintage double doors.“What does she want now?” I mumble to myself.I push the cat door open, my feet meeting the graveled floor, “Madame DeLuca” I call out, her attention turning to me, eyes in a slit, and brows turned downward in worry.“You are here, is anything the matter?” I frown walking towards her.“Has the marriage been consummated?” She goes straight to the point halting me in my tracks I frown, my nose turned upwards in annoyance, “I think I’d rather keep that information to myself” I almost want to roll my eyes, I have better things to do and she’s currently wasti
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Isabella POVI wake up to Thelma hovering over me, my ears ringing and my head hurting.“My head hurts” I squint trying to sit up but she stops me.“You hit your head when you fell, the doctor just left, he said you will be fine” she replies, turning to the table in the bedroom and grabbing a jug of water.“Here” she hands me the glass of water, “The doctor gave you medicine, your headache will go in no time”I frown sipping the water. Looking around the large bedroom, the room is painted white and has a vintage feel to it, with a king-sized bed and brown and white sheets covering the bed.“Mr. DeLuca is in his office” She notices the question mark on my face, “I will tell him you’re awake” She nods turning around“Don’t bother,” a deep drown takes over my features, my eyes narrowing, and my jaw clenching in anger “I’ll find him myself, just direct me to the office” I stand up from the bed, the floor seems to tilt as I stand up feeling dizzy and almost falling back down on the bed.“M
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DOMINIC POVThe clock ticking loudly in my office frustrates me, almost as much as Isabella does. My fingers drum on the table scattered with piles of paper, my mind was not on the multiple Business deals and mafia politics but on Isabella, for someone who needed peace of mind and to never fall in love, she occupied my thoughts twenty-four seven without even trying.A knock pulls me out of my thoughts and the maid's voice follows “Sir, Mr. Roman” She walks in followed by a man in his thirties, bald head and a tattoo running down from the side of his face to his neck.I always wanted Tattoos but growing up my father never allowed it, even though we were the head of the Mafia family he was big on us not looking suspicious in any form.“Sir” he walks in intertwining his fingers between each other, his left hand carrying a tattoo that signifies the Silver Mafia cartel, a drawn tattoo of a silver bullet.“You may go, Maria,” I say to the maid, watching him leave closing the door behind her
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Isabella POVThe walk of shame back to the bedroom is one I never imagined I would do, my box lay haphazardly on the floor, and I grab the bag walking back into the bedroom.My eyes water and my lips shake with tears, before I can let it all out, a knock on the door follows.“Mrs. Deluca, it's Madame Thelma, you need to decide on tonight's dinner choice”I frown, is this what he wants me to do all day at home? Renovate his home and plan dinners and charity events.“Do anything you want please” I gently call out from inside the bedroom“Okay mam, dinner is at seven, Mr. Deluca has dinner usually by then, do you want to make any altercations?”“No Madame Thelma” I reply, her footsteps following and fading away, after dinner, I can hear out to see Bianca and tell her about the drama that is my life nowMy mind reels back to Fominic warning me about telling anyone about the Mafia, I bit my lip, nervousness pumping through me, I don't want to put her in any danger, what will Dominic do to
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ISABELLA POV“Dom” I moan out loud, his fingers tracing the skin around my thighs “Please Dom, touch me” I continue to writhe in his arms, his lips meets with mine and it makes me almost vibrate.“Do you want me,” he whispers, his voice deep and seductive in my ears, his fingers trace the hands of my dress pushing it down and revealing my cream shoulders“Yes Dom, please” I arch towards him, my fingers behind his head, gripping the folds with my dear life, I felt alive, like I was going to melt In two minutes.“Hmm” he hums leaving traces of kisses and goosebumps on my skin follows, “I’m going to Fuck you” he whispers in my earsMy breath leaves my throat as I push myself from my dream, waking up, the room is cold, the duvet is pushed down to my ankles, my silk nightgown sticks to my skin, my hair is plastered to my neck and my neck is wet with sweat.The door is pushed open and Dominic enters at that exact time, his shirt is rolled to his ankles exposing his muscular arms, a blue ve
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Isabella POV “What? No deal!!” he yells out, pacing the room I shrug, “Then we will be stuck here for a very long time Rafaelle” I mutter my eyes on his pacing figure “I can't trust you!” he turns to me with pointed fingers I sigh turning my head away from him as I put up more drama to make him believe in me. “I...I just want to see it live, see him one more time as he betrays me” I say my voice cracking as I speak, my cheeks staining with tears. “I need it as some sought-of closure before I move on with you Rafaelle” I grit out, trying to convince him He bites his lips, his expression changing as he stares down at me with a look of unbelief. “How can I trust you?” he lifts a brow at me, his voice low and threatening “Why the sudden change of heart?” he asks further, his voice cautious. “I can't run from you Rafaelle, you have made that clear, and if Dominic is actually going to betray me and marry Grace, then I want to see it,” I say harshly, convincing him completely He
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ISABELLA POV I watch Rafaelle as his phone rings multiple times after his call with grace but he refuses to pick up the calls I frown still silent as I watch him, after force-feeding me he has barely spoken a word to me. The sunlight from the sun bounces into the cabin, the sound of the waves smashing against the side of the boat, and all I can think about is finding an escape out of here. Rafaelle walks back into the room, how eyes fixed on me, his unwavering gaze makes my skin crawl and I physically want to hurl myself out of the chair I'm tied to. “You know, Bella, Dominic will be married in a few days” he spreads his arm out, his voice low and menancing. “Can you believe it?” he smirks moving closer I roll my teary eyes ignoring his words, I feel a pang of sadness hit me that Dominic might be playing directly into their trap but at the same time, a tinge of hope fills me. “Dominic won’t marry Grace, Rafaelle and we both know it” I grit out finally responding to his
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GRACE POV I smile to myself as I leave Francesca’s office, my kitten heels clicking on the marble floor loudly. My eyes move to my phone screen, tapping the stop button as I was recording the entire conversation between Francesca and I Now, all I have to do is alter the recording to ensure that only Francesca is seen in a bad light, and I? The victim. I smile happily to myself as I leave the office, “I need to continue with my next plan of action” I head back to my car, happy that my plan is coming to fruition, it's been months of waiting and planning, and finally, in a few days, I will have everything. I almost jump in the seat of my car as I take the long drive to the shipping docks. “Bianca” I mutter, my lips set in a thin line as I park my car. I walk directly to the caravan where we kept her and the guard eyes me. “Mam, you're here, Miss Francesca didn't inform me you were coming” he lifts a suspicious brow at me I pull out my purse, my fingers clenching the l
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
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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
