All Chapters of The Crimson Trail of Death: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

[Sierra's POV]The doctor had discharged me, and without wasting a single second, I found myself being taken to the car by some men. Already awaiting me inside was Dominic, who I still found staring at me with that weird glance—those eyes that seemed to demand answers, an explanation to the whole situation occurring right before him.He had driven me back, and now here I was, already at the mansion doorstep with that old man awaiting my return."Who did this, Dominic? I want answers now," Marc confronted."It was an enemy, uncle Marc. But don't worry, I have already shown them what we do to people who mess with the De Santos," Dominic replied, leaving a half-bow after.So, he was never going to let his brother off the hook just like that. But speaking of Adrian, I can't deny the fact that I haven't seen him yet for quite a while. Where could he possibly be? I need an explanation of how I ended up in the hospital with Dominic awaiting my awakening.I am sure I will be able to get these

[Adrain POV]“How did this happen, Damien? Just how…” I questioned. How was this possible?Dominic had just walked out with Sierra in his arms. Thankfully, I was able to get him not to let out any words to Uncle Marc, but what will I do when he does? That would mean my death for sure.“I have no idea how Adrian. All I heard was a gunshot only to find Dominic entering with a gun pointed at my head…” Damien replied.But how was that possible? Yet it was of no use knowing anymore. When Dominic had already figured out I was behind the kidnapping. A slight ease was left knowing he didn't know about the marriage agreement between Sierra and me yet. And I doubt he will be getting those words from Sierra herself, though I can’t risk it.“I need to return to the mansion now, Damien. Take care of things over here…” I said, turning as I paced to leave.“But is that a good idea?” Damien's words caused a pause.“Going back to the mansion after today’s incident, what if he tells Marc? Just what if

[Sierra POV]Finishing my bath, I stepped out of the room. I needed to freshen up for a moment and find some calm. A knock at my door caught my attention. "Come in," I said as I saw a group of ladies enter. They carried makeup instruments, and I could tell they were makeup artists. "But what were they doing here?" I wondered.They placed their makeup gadgets on the floor, and one approached me, giving a half-bow. "Good day, ma'am. We were hired to prepare you for the ceremony," she explained. But what ceremony?"What do you mean, and what ceremony?" I asked."It was an order from Marcellous, sir. That we get you ready for the Sohoe ceremony..." another explained.So, that explained their presence. The old man had chosen to carry out the ceremony today, the same day I had returned to the mansion without a second thought. The ceremony was what he wanted to happen next."Please, ma'am, can we proceed?" her words snapped me from my thoughts.As they opened the makeup gadgets, I witnessed

I pressed my back against the wall as I watched that old man walk closer, playfully holding the pistol. My mind still wondered what he was planning on using it for. At least he wasn’t planning on killing me. Right?Dominic had asked to see him privately, and yet something about the way Dominic was glaring at me left a thought that maybe it was possibly about me. Now this made me wonder what he might have told Marc. Could it be some kind of secret, one that Marc saw as an offense?I tried turning to leave the basement only to find the door already locked. A gaze back at Marc as my breath seized, witnessing him already standing in front of me. My eyes flinched, expecting some sort of impact, but I felt nothing, which caused my eyes to open back."It's time you grow and become stronger. But first, take this," Marc said, handing over the pistol to me. But what did he mean by take? What did he intend I use a pistol for?My hands shivered as I tried grabbing the gun from Marc's grasp. His e

[Adrian's POV] Walking through the hall, I found myself unable to believe what Sierra had just told me in the room. The fact that Dominic now knows. But what lingered in my thoughts was Elena. I couldn't deny one word that left Sierra's mouth, but she couldn't, why would she? I had suspected her at first about the stranger who had called me. I can't possibly suspect her about Dominic knowing as well. But then, how? Just how did Dominic know? It can't just be a slip from nowhere; someone must have let the cat out of the bag. What if it was the same stranger? I mean, what if he had called Dominic up, blurting out everything he knew? But that wasn't possible either. Even though I wanted to kill this so-called stranger, I am quite sure he was smarter than to let Dominic know. At least he claims he wants to be my ally, if that is as true as he had said, though. Still lost in thoughts, I found myself standing right at Elena's doorstep. Finding myself here already, I thought, "Why not j