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
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
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
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 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
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
ISABELLA POV “Happy birthday Bella” Bianca says from across me, “Maybe this year you can finally get your hands on some hot man in finance” She giggles further drunk out of her mind I shake my head at her, my head spinning, my eyes moving across the crowd of club-goers, today is my birthday and by tomorrow my Dad is finally allowing me to be his chief finance officer. “A dream come true” I whisper downing the last of my drink. “What?” Bianca lifts a brow in my direction slowly bobbing her head to the music, her eyes glazed over with champagne “I have to use the bathroom” I yell back at her, Pushing the stool back unsteadily She nods, flinging out two fingers, she points them at me and then back at her eyes, making me laugh I nod back at her moving through the string of people when the music abruptly stops, and the lights turn into a deep blue, plunging the room Into mid-darkness. I turn around the crowd, and I pause disoriented from the sudden interruption. I pause, my eyes mo
ISABELLA POV Adrenaline fills my entire body and my skin covers in goosebumps as I turn around without thinking It through. “No please!!” I hear the deep voice yell out again and my feet carry me towards the door at the edge of the room. I grip the metal handle, afraid of what I could possibly see, but I pull the door open, my eyes landing on a site that makes me wish I never opened the door. “Ahhhhh!!” I yell out as the man's neck is twisted to the side. His body drops to the floor with a heavy thud revealing the tall and muscular man standing in front of the now dead body. His eyes turn cold as they land on me, A scream erupts from my mouth, my heart thumping in fear, he runs towards me, his fingers clamping across my mouth immediately The scent of his perfume, A rich and smoky scent that reeks of luxury and sophistication slides through my nostrils immediately calming me But the sight of the dead Body dropping to the floor shocks me and the adrenaline in my system kicks
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