Todos os capítulos de Bound By The Devil’s Contract : Capítulo 31 - Capítulo 40

Sofia’s POVSome days don’t hide behind shadows or darkness.They walk right into your life in broad daylight and tear everything apart.Today felt like that.I was still trying to understand what it meant to be married.To Luca.To this world.To a life where Priscilla—my husband’s almost-fiancée, the girl his father once promised him to—now lived under the same roof as us.Every corner of the mansion reminded me I wasn’t enough.Every hallway felt like a test.Every glance from Priscilla felt like a silent dagger.I kept telling myself I could handle it.That I was strong enough.That Luca loved me, and that love was supposed to be my shield.But shields crack too.And mine shattered the moment Luca said those words.“Sofia… your father has been kidnapped.”I didn’t hear anything after that.Just noise.A buzzing in my ears.A weight pressing on my chest until it hurt to stand.My legs moved but I didn’t feel them.I walked around the room like a ghost—back and

Luca’s POVSome battles are fought with bullets.Some with fists.And some… with fear you can’t admit out loud.Tonight, I fought all three.I didn’t care about the blood on my shirt.I didn’t care about the bruise forming on my jaw.I didn’t care about the cut on my arm where Alfonso’s men tried to slice me open.All I cared about was getting Sofia’s father out before Alfonso killed him.He was tied to a chair in a dark warehouse, barely conscious, his face battered, his hands shaking.Alfonso stood in front of him with a gun, ready to pull the trigger.I came in firing.My men stormed the place like a storm breaking into pieces of fire and metal.Shots screamed through the air.Alfonso ducked behind crates, shouting orders and running like the coward he always was.I didn’t stop shooting until he fled through the back door.And when I finally reached Sofia’s father, he looked up at me with weak eyes.“Luca?” he whispered.“You’re safe now,” I told him, cutting the r

Sofia’s POVSome fears just sit quietly inside you…nudging, whispering, reminding you that something is wrong, even when you can’t explain why.That was Rowan.The man Luca trusted.The man Luca said had been gone “on a mission.”The man whose eyes felt like a memory I couldn’t grab.All day, I kept replaying the moment he looked at me.Just one second… but it stayed with me, crawling under my skin.Was he someone I had met during the kidnapping?One of the masked men?Someone from my father’s past?Or was I simply imagining things because I was still weak and scared?I didn’t know.But my instinct kept whispering:Find out who he really is.Before it’s too late.And I wasn’t going to ignore that voice.I spent the entire day pretending everything was normal.I smiled at Luca.I rested like the doctor demanded.I ate the soup Maria brought.I acted like I wasn’t watching Rowan every time he entered the room to give Luca updates.But I was watching.Every move.

Luca’s POVHalf of me was angry.Half of me was terrified.And all of me was losing control.I wasn’t thinking straight.I wasn’t breathing right.All I could see was her face… her stubborn eyes… her shaking hands… and the fear that someone else put into her.Rowan.Priscilla.Everyone who wanted to take her from me.She lay there, her hands bound loosely with my belt, her cheek pressed against the edge of the bed, her breathing uneven from everything that had happened tonight. I was about to speak—maybe to warn her, maybe to calm her, maybe to punish her in my own twisted way—When the whole house exploded.BANG!A gunshot so loud the windows shook.Sofia jerked.I spun around, my heart slamming against my ribs.Another shot.Then another.Shouting.Footsteps.Chaos ripping through the house like a storm.I didn’t think.My body just moved.I grabbed my shirt from the chair, didn’t even bother buttoning it, pulled on my trousers with my hands shaking from the ru

Sofia’s POVOne moment I was standing in the hallway, telling Rowan to stay away from me—the next, his hand wrapped around my wrist so tight I almost screamed.“Let go of me—!” I gasped.He didn’t.He dragged me backward, fast and rough, pulling me toward the far end of the hallway.My feet stumbled.My shoulder hit the wall.Pain shot through my arm.“Be quiet,” he whispered darkly.Panic hit me so hard I could barely breathe.“Rowan—stop—let me go!” I tried again, but he only tightened his grip and yanked me harder.I didn’t know where he was taking me.I didn’t want to know.Every instinct screamed RUN, FIGHT, ANYTHING—but he was stronger.And he knew it.“You think you know me?” he growled low. “You don’t know anything, Sofia.”Terror crawled up my spine.He pulled me down the hallway, closer to the staircase where most of Luca’s men had rushed toward the gunshot earlier.The upstairs floor was almost empty now.Except for us.I dug my heels into the ground,