บททั้งหมดของ In love with my Prisoner (a Mafia BILLIONAIRE romance): บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

SABINE'S POINT OF VIEW THREE WEEKS LATER I sat on the small hedge while making sure the rifle in my hand was balanced. The cold weapon in my hand as I aimed for the targets a few feet from me. We were to practice my shooting skills since, according to Dominic, I was better at guns than I was with knives. I fired a shot which hit the target in the head, making it have a huge hole between the eyes. My mind went back to the conversation Dominic and I had three weeks ago, the idea or thought that the very people I knew my entire life might not be who they said they were kept me up at night. I didn't want to consider the possibility, so I focused instead on shooting. With three more targets down, I changed the bullets and loved further away to test my skill at a farther distance, but was interrupted by a knock at the door. "Come in," I said, and in came one of the workers with a tray of juice and a towel to wipe my face. It was a hot day. "Thank you," I said to her before taking a

DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEW She stared at me with bated breath while waiting for me to tell her the full truth, the real reason for it all "Please, I need to know," she whispered while clutching my shirt, and I sighed before saying "This is how it happened." THREE WEEKS BEFORE PRESENT DAY I sat in my office while staring at the painting of a samurai hero on the opposite wall from me, while sipping on the bourbon from the glass in my hand. My thoughts filtered back to the dark-haired, grey-eyed beauty in her bedroom, who was asleep or was supposed to be. The little minx had a habit of wandering in the halls at night ever since her doors were left unlocked, a habit she thought I did not know of but it was hard to not notice or ignore the light footsteps passing by my door every night or even she would go to the kitchen for a light snack which was usually cake and ice cream My phone was ringing, broke my chain of thoughts, and I picked it up after seeing the familiar number on the

DOMINIC'S POINT OF VIEW THREE WEEKS BEFORE PRESENT DAY I stared out the window of the van and watched as Lorenzo and three other men bundled and carried the old, screaming woman out of her run-down apartment. Once she was in the back of the van, I said "Get us out of here now," I ordered, and immediately, the car was started, and we were on the road "Let me go, you bastards!" I heard her yell and saw from the corner of my eye, Lorenzo pull out s gun from his pocket. Pressing it against her neck, he gestured with a finger to his lips, commanding her to keep quiet, and instantly she did. The windows were let down as the van raced down the lonely roads and onto the clearing that led to the warehouse where she was to be interrogated Pulling up to the warehouse, I got off before the van could fully stop, too angry and eager to get to the bottom of this. I got in and waited as she was forced into the building and tied up so she would not move. Although it would not be hard to get h

TWO WEEKS BEFORE PRESENT DAY SABINE'S POINT OF VIEW I looked at him in utter disbelief, There was no way he was telling the Truth "I don't understand you.... what do you mean?" I said, feeling my head spin from the force of his words"I found this out too, turns out he killed your real parents, the people he worked for and decided to keep you so he could take over the empire once you turned twenty five and then sell you off to Santiago, the man he works with to steal your father's empire..... your birth right" he said to me while still looking at me "This is too much," I said with my hand on my head as I tried not to faint I looked up at him, narrowing my eyes as I was suddenly filled with distrust How do I know he is telling he truth? This is not some mind game? I asked myself This was after all the very man who kidnapped me and shot the said man in our house before forcing me into another country, he could be saying all this to play some kind of mind game "How do I know

SABINE'S POINT OF VIEW The sound of the gunshot went off, and smoke was released from the mouth of the barrel, but for some reason, she was not dead I looked up to see Dominic before me and my hand with the gun in the air, his grey eyes on me as they reflected nothing, as though he was shutting me out "Let me go," I said with a false calmness as I stared back at him, but his hand in mine did not budge as it held me with not too much force. I knew he could easily subdue me and collect the gun, but for some reason, he was gentle "Do not shoot her," he said... no, he commanded "Why? Why should I not? After all, she deserves this. My parents, my real parents, the ones I could not even meet because of her foolishness, trusted her, and for what? For her to sell me off? " I said as I tried to keep the pain from my voice " I did not sell you," I heard her say amidst her sobs, and I looked away from Dominic and stared at her as she tried to look composed. I looked into her eyes and st