Bianca Di Angelo Death Novels & Stories

"She sent assassins to kill me." "What?" Samantha exclaimed. "You're lying, we never sent assassins to kill you, did we mum?" Celina shifted uncomfortably, as her lips shook but no words came out. "Look me in the eye and deny it madam." Khalid said dangerously as he locked eyes with Celina. "Mom?" Samantha paled. "Oh no."

He kissed me again, before turning back to greet those who came forward to congratulate him. When I finally got L'angelo all to myself once again, I hissed when one of his men hurried forward, to whisper something in his ear. L’Angelo’s jaw tightened. He dismissed the man and turned to me. “Gareth Niccolò is dead,” he said simply. "Oh. Wow." “Found in his hotel room.” He glanced at Lorenzo, then back at me. “His sister, Laurel Niccolò, pulled the trigger. She’s been arrested.”

She staggered back and clasped her hand over her mouth, her eyes as wide as saucers. "What?" She gasped. I smirked and tilted my head to the side. "Damion is dead, he killed him and took his body." Bianca gasped again and dropped to the ground. Her trembling hand grabbed the collar of her dress and she began to pant for breath as tears rolled out of her eyes. "I'm sorry that I didn't tell you when I found out. He must have meant a lot to everyone," I muttered. Bianca slowly raised her head and stared at me but I could tell that her view was blurry with the tears that filled her eyes.

Her devil heart laughed happily at seeing Vincent fall into her trap. ****** Angela’s POV I'm sitting on the sofa with Carson right now at my boss's penthouse. When we arrived at the airport this morning, my boss told Carson to take me to this place. I kept thinking about Bianca. I was worried about her. I never thought that she would try to kill herself. I then turned my head to Carson. I saw him furrowing his brows in thought. “Carson, what's wrong?” I asked, curious. He looked me in the eye. “Angela, I think we've fallen into Bianca's trap,” he said with a serious look.

But today they were stubborn. A knock came on my door. Not sharp. Not loud. Almost polite. Dario. “Miss Elara?” he called. “Mateo wants you downstairs. Now.” Of course he did. Things were moving faster than I liked. Bianca’s driver had been found dead in the ditch. Stab wound. Throat slit. The kind of mess that made cops feel important. “Is something wrong?” I asked, opening the door just a crack. Dario stood there, arms crossed, eyes scanning my room like I might be hiding a corpse under the bed.

“You witch! You devious witch! How could you accuse me of such things just to survive? If you hadn’t run off, I wouldn’t have gone to look for you, and none of this would have happened. This is all your fault!” Luis seemed to have found the best excuse for himself. He gripped Bianca tighter and tighter. Bianca twisted painfully to look at me. “You said you would save me, Mrs. Marconi.” I waved a hand. “Didn’t I say you have to kill the other? You didn’t hear me clearly, Bianca.” Bianca never thought that I would go so far, especially when I had always been kind before. She had more to say, but her breathing became weaker. In the end, it faded away. Her eyes were still open even after she die

After the call ended, Bianca fell into deep thought. Blood…Anne's blood. Could it be that she had suffered a miscarriage? "Ms. Faye, someone asked me to pass this to you." Bianca's assistant walked over and handed over a folded paper. Bianca opened the paper, and there was a handwritten content inside, [Anne had a car accident and had a miscarriage. Her life and death are unknown.] Bianca stood up happily, but her sudden reaction caught the attention of others. Then, she sat down hurriedly and crumpled the paper into a ball.

Bianca gasped. Fell. Died watching herself bleed out of history. CUT TO: VAIRO ESTATE – PRIVATE OFFICE TIME: 11:47 a.m. Angelo stared at the headline. > VAIRO HEIR PRESUMED DEAD, MURDERED IN RETALIATION He turned to Morrow. “You said she wouldn’t go loud.” Morrow smiled. “She’s panicking. Desperation is always louder than strategy.” Angelo poured a drink. “You sure you can still win this?”

In the end, only Bianca and Owen were left. Owen's face was unreadable. He had masked all his emotions. "When did she get cancer?" Bianca took a step forward and bent over to gently wipe away the rain droplets on my memorial photo. She answered, "A week ago, we met up for dinner, and she fainted from a sudden stomachache. I sent her to the hospital that day. She probably received the diagnosis a day before she took her own life. "That day, she called me and made some weird comments. I kept asking her what had happened, but she brushed it off.

my hands trembled as I picked the call and it was a weeping Gideon. He was crying bitterly before he spat the words out, “ She's dead.” I asked, “ Who?” My voice was a little shaky as she sucked me harder, it was in her throat. “ Ah fuck..yes” I moaned on the call, he said, “ Caroline is dead.” But at that moment, I was cumming and I yelled, “ Fuck, Bianca.”