All Chapters of Grimaldi's Blood and Vows: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

[ARIETTA’S POV]Days passed by. I didn’t even realize that I was about to leave and return to my old life, before I met Pierce. The start of school year was approaching, and I would be busy since I was a graduating student."When your school starts, I might go back to New York for a while." We were both entertaining the idea of a long-distance relationship because it wasn’t impossible that it could happen.I didn’t say anything. I had gotten so used to being with him all the time, and the thought of being apart from him now seemed hard to imagine. Would I ever get used to not seeing Pierce, even for a day? God! I sounded so lovesick."Okay. I know you’ll be busy," I told him.We were riding his horse, casually touring the farm. Earlier, we were on the farm, but now, as I looked around, we were in a vast, quiet land where there were no people, only tall trees.We hadn’t planned this, so my outfit wasn’t suited for horseback riding. I was wearing a tube dress and sandals. Thankfully, th

[ARIETTA’S POV]We rarely see each other due to our busy schedules and the distance between us. Pierce is in New York, while I'm here in Massachusetts. I'm busy with school since classes have resumed, and he’s occupied with work. Still, we make sure to talk whenever we can. Most nights, he calls me on video, and usually, I’m the one who falls asleep, ending our call.I glanced at the ring I'm wearing, which Pierce gave me the last day we were together. The memories of that day are still so vivid to me, as if it happened just yesterday. I smiled to myself.There was a wedding at their resort—a beach wedding, actually. We decided to watch even though we weren’t invited. I just wanted to peek at the beautiful setup; it was clear that every detail had been thoughtfully planned."It's beautiful! I wonder how much the couple spent on this," I mused. I can only imagine how expensive this kind of wedding must be. Just the decorations alone must have cost thousands.Pierce let out a deep laugh

[ARIETTE’S POV]I dream of having my own hotel someday, which is why I chose this course in college. I told myself that I would start from the bottom and work my way up to the highest position offered to me. That way, once I have enough savings and experience, I can establish my own hotel.I also dreamed of working in five-star hotels, so being called and told I got a job at The Grimaldi Hotel felt like a dream I didn’t want to wake up from.I’m in awe as I look up at the entire hotel, amazed by its height and elegance. People are constantly entering and exiting, and everyone seems busy.They told me one of the reasons I was hired, besides my good credentials, was my experience working at a Grimaldi family resort. When they called for a reference to check my performance as an intern, my former colleagues only had praises for me. This gave the hotel confidence that I would work with them effectively and maintain quality.I’ve already signed the contract. I read it carefully, and the sa

[ARIETTA’S POV]I’ve noticed something. I didn’t pay attention to it at first, but now that it seems to happen repeatedly whenever I visit Pierce’s house, I can’t help but notice it. I remember the first time I went to Pierce's house. I thought I was going to meet the rest of his family, but in the end, it was only Aunt Giovanna who joined us for dinner. It’s happened several times after that—always just Aunt Giovanna. This is probably my third visit to their house, and the only change is that, for the first time, we’ll be joined by her sister. I’m excited to meet him, but… something feels off. I held Pierce’s hand, catching his attention. He looked at me with a smile on his lips. "Is your dad not here?" I asked. During my visits, his dad was always either out or never around. Sometimes, I wonder if he doesn’t want to meet me.I stared at Pierce and noticed the subtle shift in his expression. He sighed and smiled at me. But I didn’t let myself be swayed by his smile. Something’s of

[ARIETTA’S POV]We were engulfed in silence after Mr. Grimaldi asked that question. It was hard to swallow, and it felt like my throat was dry because of the way he was staring at me."Y-Yes," I answered with as much courage as I could muster. What's the problem? Why do I feel like he's angry at me?"What’s your father's name?" he asked again.I swallowed before answering. "Jaxon West."I hoped I was wrong in what I was thinking, hoping that he was just like this when meeting new people. But it seemed like he really didn’t like me.He glanced at Pierce, and I felt Pierce tighten his grip on me, so I looked up and met his gaze. I could see the lack of joy on his face. The ever-present smile he usually wore was gone, and his expression was blank as he stared back at his father."What is the meaning of this, Pierce?!" Mr. Marcello's angry voice echoed throughout the house, causing even their staff to stop what they were doing. It startled me, and I lowered my head to avoid showing them h