All Chapters of Bound by Blood: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Rafaella had no idea how long she sat outside on the deck, but when she regained her focus, the sun was setting, her bare arms were covered in goosebumps and her head pounded. She stood up on shaky legs and walked into the darkening kitchen, clutching the folder in her hands.The house was quiet, which wasn’t odd. Her father barely spent any time in the house, and she’d grown accustomed to being alone. She didn’t have any friends, she’d been home schooled and tutored all her life, even her clothes were ordered online.She had never traveled before, because everything she needed was right there in her father’s villa. One of his security men, Clark, had taught her how to shoot, something her father had insisted on. She’d never had a birthday party and a nutritionist worked out her daily meals.Would this be her life in Dominic’s house as well? Would she be the typical trophy wife? She didn’t want to sit at home and waste the best years of her life. She was intelligent but she also crave

Dominic sighed as he sent the text to Isadora. Fucking Feds. He turned his attention back to meeting in progress as his Financial Director talked about market research, their losses and which investments to follow and which ones to discard.The forecast for the new quarter looked good and Dominic was happy with their revenue. He wanted the meeting to end so he could find out exactly what the Feds wanted with Isadora. She was clearly worried about something.The meeting droned on for another hour before Dominic excused himself from the boardroom. He had another very important meeting to get to. Dominic nodded his head at Ethan and they all walked toward the elevator.“Hunter left this,” Austin said and handed Dominic a black velvet box. He snapped the box open and looked at the engagement ring Hunter had commissioned for him. Dominic had to smile. She was fucking gifted. It had a solitaire diamond with black and white diamonds on either side of the ring going down three quarters of th

A week went by with no word from the Feds and Dominic felt better. His lawyer, Cassio Barbieri, had filed a complaint on behalf of Isadora and he’d been assured by their supervisor that no unauthorized interviews would be held again without informing Mr Barbieri.Dominic walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist. Water dripped from his wet hair to his shoulders and he picked up his phone that kept notifying him of incoming texts.Gage – Tomorrow morning, 5 am.Gage – Don’t wear a suit.Gage – Casual. Shit, do you own casual clothes?Gage – Let Isadora come up for air and fucking answer me.Gage – Fine. I’ll see you tomorrow morning at 5 am. I have a plan.Dominic shook his head and smiled as he read Gage’s texts. Where the hell did he want to go at five am? Dominic started typing and he felt Isadora’s hands sliding around his waist.Dominic – I have casual clothes, do you want me in chino’s, casual dress slacks, jeans or something else? Where are we going and wh

Rafaella sat at the dining room table and looked at everything spread out around her. It was madness trying to organize a wedding in one month’s time. The wedding planner, Sylvia Brooks, was a godsend and Rafaella had no idea how she would’ve done all this without her.“Your ring is seriously amazing, Rafaella. I’ve looked it up and your ring was custom made,” Sylvia said as she placed her glass back on the coaster.Rafaella looked down at her ring again. It was a gorgeous ring, she’d been surprised by the black diamonds but it seemed to be Dominic’s mark on it. “It is gorgeous.”Sylvia stood up from her seat and gathered her notebooks. “Everything is set, organized and paid. You’re going to have a beautiful wedding.”Rafaella didn’t say anything but she plastered a smile on her face and walked Sylvia out. Dominic had not been what she’d expected, not at all. She’d hoped for a man that would at least look at her or try to get to know her.Dominic hadn’t contacted her once. She’d sent

Dominic had decided against walking into the chapel with Rafaella on his arm since his parents were both dead. Lorenzo would walk his daughter into the chapel and hand her over at the altar. Dominic nodded his head again as Gage walked towards him.“The car just left her room. We should head inside,” Faro said as he put his phone away.“What are we waiting for? Let’s get you married, Dominic,” Gage said.Dominic shook his head and walked into the chapel first. His men would remain near the door during the service and Rafaella had asked that they not have a procession. Dominic didn’t mind, for him this wedding was merely part of an agreement, it wasn’t real.The processional song started playing and Dominic recognized it. It was Ariso from Bach, a beautifully haunting melody and he wondered if Rafaella had chosen it specifically because of the haunting notes or because it was a popular choice.He walked to the front of the chapel and turned to look at the closed doors. The doors opened