บททั้งหมดของ Becoming Mrs DeLuca : บทที่ 221 - บทที่ 230

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 I smile to myself as I leave Francesca’s office, my kitten heels clicking on the marble floor loudly. My eyes move to my phone screen, tapping the stop button as I was recording the entire conversation between Francesca and I Now, all I have to do is alter the recording to ensure that only Francesca is seen in a bad light, and I? The victim. I smile happily to myself as I leave the office, “I need to continue with my next plan of action” I head back to my car, happy that my plan is coming to fruition, it's been months of waiting and planning, and finally, in a few days, I will have everything. I almost jump in the seat of my car as I take the long drive to the shipping docks. “Bianca” I mutter, my lips set in a thin line as I park my car. I walk directly to the caravan where we kept her and the guard eyes me. “Mam, you're here, Miss Francesca didn't inform me you were coming” he lifts a suspicious brow at me I pull out my purse, my fingers clenching the l

Isabella POV “What? No deal!!” he yells out, pacing the room I shrug, “Then we will be stuck here for a very long time Rafaelle” I mutter my eyes on his pacing figure “I can't trust you!” he turns to me with pointed fingers I sigh turning my head away from him as I put up more drama to make him believe in me. “I...I just want to see it live, see him one more time as he betrays me” I say my voice cracking as I speak, my cheeks staining with tears. “I need it as some sought-of closure before I move on with you Rafaelle” I grit out, trying to convince him He bites his lips, his expression changing as he stares down at me with a look of unbelief. “How can I trust you?” he lifts a brow at me, his voice low and threatening “Why the sudden change of heart?” he asks further, his voice cautious. “I can't run from you Rafaelle, you have made that clear, and if Dominic is actually going to betray me and marry Grace, then I want to see it,” I say harshly, convincing him completely He

GRACE POV I stand in front of the mirror, looking back at the wedding dress I’m draped in. “Oh, it’s wonderful Madam Deluca!!” I turn to her on the couch, her smile wide. She nods, “Custom-made, and the most expensive thing in this store.” She looks around the store with a mysterious look on her face. “I can't believe you're doing this, Madam Deluca. I know you never liked Bella, but this? Coming in here to get my designers to make Grace a wedding dress for my daughter’s husband?” An older woman crashes through the door, my guess is Isabella’s mom. I roll my eyes. “Ex-husband, and we only came here because your designer agreed to do it on such short notice.” I turn to her, my voice mocking “Don’t you need the money? Especially with Bella gone, Dominoc won't tend to all your wants and needs as soon as I am his wife,” I step off the platform “We don’t need you money, we only need Bella back!!” she cries out, wiping away the tears on her face. “Mother-in-law, we should pay and ge

FRANCESCA POV I pace back and forth in my office, my mind racing with thoughts of Rafaelle, everything else is falling into place except for him. “I knew his fucked up obsession with Bella will be a problem!” I mutter to myself angrily Where is he? What is he planning and why is he refusing my fucking calls? “I have to find him and I need to find him fast.” “Ma'am, Mr Deluca is back and the meeting will begin in a few minutes,” my assistant pulls the door open, delivering the message I nod wiping the sweat on my head, I need to calm down and hide my nerves, I'm so close and I won't allow my plans to be destroyed. I make my way to the board room and Dominic is already there, he looks different. “Dominic, you seem to be in a good mood today,” I sing, entering the room and sliding into the seat next to him. He bites his fists, “I made a mistake with Grace, and I'm only trying to solve it,” he shrugs “It's good for you to take responsibility,” I reach out holding his hand in m