All Chapters of A Deal With The Devil: Chapter 201 - Chapter 207

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

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

Julietta “Oh, my head!” I halted, holding onto my spinning head. Dominic stopped, too, grabbing hold of me. “Got you! Where will you run?” He chuckled, unaware of my dizziness. Maybe the exhaustion from the last few days had taken a toll on me. My head reeled, and I sagged against him. “I’m not feeling well, Dominic.”He frowned but supported me. “I think you need more rest.” He picked me up in his arms and strode towards the bed. “Get some sleep. If you still feel unwell, I’ll call a doctor.” I rested my head against his shoulder, allowing him to take over. I was tired of fighting all by myself. After our last heart-to-heart chat, I realized one thing. Dominic loves me, but it wasn’t in the conventional romance-novel way. His love for me was deep, but it came with many complications. These complications would take time to vanish. He would learn to shed his inhibitions and trust me willingly. I would wait until the day.He deposited me on the bed and sat beside me.“Do you need an