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Book 3: Chapter Sixty-Six – Facing Kimberly
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A Deal With The Devil Book 3: Chapter Sixty-Six – Facing Kimberly
Julietta I opened the door and stepped into Dominic’s office to surprise him. But I received the biggest shock of the day to see him with his ex-wife. She was in tears while Dominic sat frowning at his laptop. I grinned at my weird husband, relieved that he was still true to me. “How can you do this to me, Nick? My future will be doomed if I don’t take Diego home. Thomas won’t give me a penny.” She sobbed more, and Dominic gave her an exasperated look.“I’ve saved you from trial only because you’re Diego’s mom. Isn’t that enough?”Then his eyes fell on me, and his face paled. He rose from his seat nervously. “Julietta? What are you doing here? Is everything alright? Is Diego okay?” I smiled at him. “Yes, everything’s fine. I thought we could have lunch together. You skipped your meal and left home in a hurry..” My cheeks flushed with color at the jaw-dropped look on his and Kimberly’s faces. “Umm, Diego is also here with me. I’ll call him inside.” Before he could stop me, I opene
A Deal With The Devil Book 3: Chapter Sixty-Five – Reunited With Diego
Julietta The flight landed in New York, and Dominic ushered me into his car. Ever since my announcement, he had gone into a shell. But it wouldn’t change my decision. His behavior had hurt me immensely. What if Miguel had abused and killed me? What if Eric hadn’t saved me? Dominic had failed in his duties as a husband. He had broken his vows, and no apology was enough to undo the hurt in my heart. I read a book I found in my house. It had been a gift from my nanny, Sophia Diaz, just before my father’s death. I hadn’t found the chance to read it. Life had taken a dismal turn, and I had to escape home with nothing except the clothes on my body. Now with a mountain load of belongings, I felt like a princess indeed. Even Dominic had been wide-eyed at seeing my closet. I wasn’t a homeless beggar surviving on his money anymore! And it was all because of Eric, not Dominic. Although I wished it were the other way around, the hard truth was Eric loved me more than my husband did.But there
A Deal With The Devil Book 3: Chapter Sixty-Four – Returning As My Au Pair
Dominic The next morning, I didn’t summon her for breakfast. I made it early in the morning and carried it to her room. Thankfully, she didn’t refuse. After last night, I was very disturbed. Her abusive experiences made me feel guilty. I should have trusted her. Now, it was too late. The harm had been done, and I was afraid she would never return home with me. Was she planning to settle down here? How would I relocate my entire world to Mexico?“Thank you, Dominic. I’m better. I can manage from now on. You can go back to New York.” I stood indecisively for a moment before sitting beside her on the bed. I wasn’t returning without her. Diego needed her, and so did I. “But I want you to return home with me.” She chewed her food without looking at me. “I’ll book the flight tickets for tonight.” She stopped chewing and looked up at me. “I’m staying here, Dominic. This house belongs to me. No one can ask me to leave.” “No one has asked you to leave our house. That’s your home too. As
A Deal With The Devil Book 3: Chapter Sixty-Three – Can’t Forgive Dominic
Julietta The tears I had been trying hard to curb pooled in my eyes as I sat watching Dominic storm into the living room. He was here. Eric was wrong. Dominic was here to save me. I rose, expecting him to wrap me in his warm embrace and comfort me. But one look at his scowling face made me stop. Wasn’t he happy to see me alive? Eric’s accusations echoed inside my mind. It seemed they were true. Eric rose, furious too at his spiteful remark. “No, unlike you, I’ve been here since the day they abducted Julia. Unlike you, I have rescued her from the criminals before they could harm her. And unlike you, I have saved her honor. I don’t need to pollute her mind against you, Mr. Sylvester. You have proved yourself by your absence and lack of interest in rescuing your wife. Obviously, your priorities lie elsewhere.” I gasped at the direct attack. Whatever Dominic was, he was still my husband. “Eric, please, can we stop this mudslinging? I’m indebted to you for saving me. I really am. Pleas
A Deal With The Devil Book 3: Chapter Sixty-Two – Who Rescued Me?
JuliettaThe sound echoed around, numbing my senses as I waited to embrace death. Instead, a thud behind me followed by rushed footsteps made me whirl around. What just happened?“Julia!” An agitated voice echoed into the stillness.Stunned, I stared at the scene right in front of me. Miguel lay on the ground, in a pool of blood, with a bullet lodged in his head. Relief flooded through my body knowing he was no more. I was free!I looked up at my rescuers. A team of five FBI officers had entered through the back gates. But the only one who had brought them here wasn’t my husband.It was Eric.“Eric?” I gasped, suddenly feeling bare in front of the strangers. I looked around for my dress, but it was filthy and tattered, beyond use.“Are you alright, Ms. Castellanos?” asked an agent. Eric opened his coat and came forward to cover me.“Yes, t-thank you for saving me.” My knees buckled as I finally gave in to the fatigue of the last few days. Eric lunged forward to stop me from falling to
A Deal With The Devil Book 3: Chapter Sixty-One – Miguel’s Torture
JuliettaFootsteps echoed outside the dingy room I was locked in, alerting me instantly. I hadn’t slept for the last three days for fear of being abused. Clutching the gun tightly in my hand, I sat up to wait for another battle.Ever since Miguel had brought me to Tijuana, we had been on the move, taking shelter in cheap old motels and shacks. I had confiscated José’s gun, and it had been my only hope for safety. Having witnessed the way I had killed Perez and Ramona, they dared not mess with me. Maybe they were waiting for me to break.The door of the tiny room flew open, and Miguel appeared, looking exhausted and old. “We’re leaving! If you try to escape, I’ll punish you in the worst way possible.” He grunted, his lustful eyes sweeping over me. It made me nauseous, like before, and I raised the gun to aim at him.“Let’s see you try. I won’t hand Dad’s will over to you. Instead, you’ll meet the same fate as Ramona.”“I’ll break you before I die, bitch.” He sneered at me, his eyes fla
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