บททั้งหมดของ Becoming Mrs DeLuca : บทที่ 211 - บทที่ 220

GRACE POV “Think about it Dominic, the girl is willing to do this for you” Madame De Luca’s voice booms across the room, maids and butlers flying out of the living room before they will be caught in the crossfire. “I am not going to marry another woman Mom!!” he growls, his eyes holding so much menace like he would pounce on his own mother. “This conversation is over” his deep voice bounces across the room, and he rolls his eyes turning away from her as he turns another lump of alcohol into the tumbler. “This conversation is not over, it's been weeks Dominic,” she says holding her breath and waiting for his reply I hold my breath too. “Dont you dare” he growls turning around, he relaxes on the table, his eyes in slits as he lifts the glass to his lips. “I will search for my wife till the end of the world if it requires me to” he swallows placing the glass on the table beside him. He straightens up, his entire demeanor changing, his lips set in a thin line. “Isabella wil

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

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

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

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