Todos os capítulos de Once A Doormat, Now A Famous Billionaire Heiress: Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 140

B I A N C AMy entire body went rigid. Every ounce of hope I'd just found evaporated, replaced by terror."Laura," I choked out, my hands rising instinctively, my palms forward. "Don't. Please.""Don't what?" She purred, taking a leisurely step closer. The gun in her hand pressed into my stomach. "Don't ruin all our fun? We're just getting to the good part.""Please," The word came out as a ragged sob. "I'm pregnant. The baby... please, just let me go. I won't say anything."I was pleading, bargaining. Pathetic. But the instinct to protect the life inside me overrode every last shred of my pride.A slow venomous smile spread across her face. "Oh, I know you're pregnant. That's the best part." She leaned in, her breath hot against my ear. "I'm going to enjoy this more than you could ever imagine. Taking away the one thing Damian wants more than anything. A family. With you.""Why are you doing this? Why am I suffering for being the one Damian chooses to be with?" I asked, my voice trem

D A M I A NMy head has been in a frenzy since I last saw Bianca. After I was knocked out in that car, I woke up to the sight of my family looking down at me at the hospital. I immediately asked about Bianca, and they told me she was gone.My blood ran cold. I knew exactly who was behind this. Volkov. And Laura.My men had been searching for her for hours, but they came up with nothing. It was as if she had vanished into thin air.And then, the video came. Watching her, seeing the fear in her eyes, hearing her beg me to save her... it broke me. But it also fueled my rage. I was going to kill him. Slowly."What have they done to her? Who would be so wicked to want to harm her?" Bianca’s mother cried, her face pale with worry.Her father and the rest of my family came together at the house to find a solution to Bianca’s disappearance. Her father tried to keep it all together, but you could see the pain etched on his face.My uncle and sisters were equally worried. Everyone was on edge a

B I A N C A It’s been three days of being locked in this boathouse with Adrian and Laura. Three days of fear, of hunger, of uncertainty. Adrian had tried to force himself on me a few more times, but I always managed to fight him off, to delay him with my words, with my defiance. But I knew I couldn't hold out forever. Then, on the fourth day, something changed. The tension in the boathouse was thick enough to cut with a knife. Adrian had been pacing back and forth for the last hour, a restless energy radiating from him."He's stalling," he snarled, running a hand through his hair. "He's been stalling for days. What the hell is he playing at?""He's just trying to find a way to save himself," Laura said, her voice laced with a bored impatience."No," Adrian said, shaking his head. "It's more than that. I can feel it. He's up to something."His phone buzzed, a message from an unknown number. He snatched it up, a grim expression on his face. He stared at the screen for a long moment,

B I A N C AI woke up in the hospital bed to the sound of the beeping heart monitor.Damian was asleep in a chair beside my bed, his hand holding mine. He looked exhausted, dark circles under his eyes, a five o'clock shadow on his jaw.I squeezed his hand and he stirred, his eyes fluttering open. A look of relief washed over his face when he saw I was awake."Hey," he said, his voice rough with sleep."Hey," I whispered, my throat dry.He poured me a glass of water, holding the straw to my lips. "How are you feeling?""Sore," I said, my voice hoarse. "But... I'm okay. The baby?""The baby is fine," he said, a small smile on his face. "Strong. Just like its mother. The doctors said you were dehydrated and malnourished, but you and the baby are both going to be fine."A wave of relief washed over me. "Thank God," I whispered.He sat down on the edge of the bed, his eyes full of a concern that made my heart ache. "Bianca, what happened in there? After you called me, we traced the call an

B I A N C AWe arrived at the gala in a sleek black limousine, the flashing of cameras immediately blinding my eyes. Damian gave my hand a small squeeze, urging me on. I took a deep breath, squared my shoulders, and stepped out of the car.The whispers started immediately. I could feel the eyes on me, the speculative glances, the hushed murmurs following our every move. But I held my head high, a practiced smile plastered on my face. I was used to the attention, to being the center of the Salvatore universe. But this was different. This was pity mixed with curiosity.And it was the first time they would be seeing my now visible baby bump, and trust the paparazzis to go haywire as soon as they caught sight of it. Their cameras went crazy, shouting questions at us."Are the rumors true? Is Mrs. Moretti expecting?""Is this the reason you've been missing for weeks?""When did you find out about the baby?"I kept smiling, holding onto Damian's arm like my life depended on it. We posed for