Author's POV Grace looked at him shocked. "You know about my family?... Who are you?... How do you know me and do know about it?" She bombarded him with questions. That man looked around and saw Dominick coming back. "I can't tell you now... He is coming..." He said hurriedly. "Don't tell Dominick about it... He knows about your family but he doesn't want you to know... If you really want to know who you are then meet me here tomorrow at 8 am. Same place..." He turned around to leave and looked at her again. "I repeat! Don't tell Dominick..." With that he walked away. Grace stood there confused and shocked. She couldn't understand who was this man. And if Dominick knows about her family then why is he hiding it from her. "Who was he?" She flinched when she heard Dominick's voice. She kept her face calm. If she wants to know the truth then she have to act smart. "God! You scared me." She chuckled. "I don't know who was he... He was asking for some shop address whic
Author's POV Grace looked at Dominick who was sleeping peacefully. His hold was strong around her like she will disappear. She can't even move in his hold, he was literally holding her captive. She couldn't sleep all night thinking about the possibilities. She glanced at the clock, half an hour was remaining to meet that man. She wants to to meet him but she also scared, what if he hurt her. But he was right, Dominick knows about her family and she knows that if he doesn't want to tell her about it then there is a big reason behind it. She needs to know the truth but the way Dominick is holding her, it's impossible for her to even move. She tried to remove his hand from her waist and His eyes snapped open. "What happened?" He asked in his morning voice. She gulped knowing that she have to lie and she is not sure if he will believe her. It's very important for her to go if she wants to know the truth. "I am going out with, Maa and Raan... For morning walk." She lied. H
One year later. Dominick's pov I am fucking bored, it's been two hours I am sitting in this hall listening to bullshit of these motherfuckers. Becoming The King was worse decision ever, not like i had any choice. As a elder son i was going to inherit my father's position anyway. one day i suddenly woke up from deep sleep and i was The King. Thankfully my brother is with me, Alex. Since morning he is handling this hectic meeting and I can't be more thankful. My head really hurts whenever i argue with people and Alex always try to keep me away from people. He has strong reasons, of course. "I assure you all that, They can't do anything..." Alex said in his authorities tone like a fine King he is. As twins we both share the throne. In mafia Twins share everything. I am glad that we don't have to share wife because his wife is another headache, I just can't believe he married that woman, why? "Russian are always active in our country and it's getting frequent since he has ca
Author's POV Alex sighed when he saw Dominick going to his room unbothered. He can't believe that this is the same Dominick who used to go crazy just with her name. "What happened, Alex?" Bella asked when she came out. "Sometimes I feel that it's good that he doesn't remember anything but sometimes I want him to recollect everything..." Alex said sadly. "I am happy that he doesn't have to mourn for Grace, he would have gone crazy but he doesn't remember the most important person of his life..." Bella gently rubbed his shoulder. "That's he doesn't remember anything, may be god doesn't want him to suffer..." "May be you are right but Dominick is loosing control of himself..." Alex said bothered. "He is getting unpredictable and cruel. Today he killed the man just because he questioned us." "Dominick was always cruel!" Bella replied, since the day of accident she has started hating Dom. She blame him for Grace's death. "He was!" Alex agreed. "But he is crossing limits
Author's POV Dom closed his eyes and let his senses run unleashed to imagine a woman. "Tell me, how does she look?" Alex asked. "Black hair, long and shiny" He replied. "Fair skin and chubby cheeks..." Alex's eyebrows raised when he started describing Grace. "Small pink lips..." Dominick scrunched his eyebrows together when wave of pain rouse in his head. His eyes snapped open. "fuck!" He grabbed his head. "Okay leave it... Leave it... Relax!" Alex tried to calm him down. "Chubby cheeks! Really man?..." Dom looked at Alex confused. "I like slender woman, like Natasha but still i am not interested in her... It's so fucked up." He rubbed his forehead. "Are you hiding something from me, Alex?... Because i always feel that someone was staying in this room with me... There are so many things i don't remember buying and fuck that, i am not even interested in those things. Why would I buy it?" "Dom, Someone might have gifted you all this... Don't think that much about i
Author's POV "Don't wear this dress!" Aron said. He was greeted with mocking look. "And who the fuck are you to tell me that" Grace scowled at him. Aron clenched his jaw by her reply but kept quiet. "I am your finance... And this is our engagement, I don't like red colour..." He demanded. Grace threw the dress on the bed and folded her hands while standing in front of him in attitude. "I don't give two fucks about your choice... I like red and i will wear red... Don't you ever dare to control my life..." She challenged. "She doesn't like when people try to control her life..." Garry said while blowing on his nailpaint. "You have too much attitude Grace, control it..." Aron stood up from the bed madly. "Fuck off!.. i am not even one percent interested in you and your so called status. I agreed to this marriage just because of my brother..." She glared at him. "And mind your fucking tongue before talking to me, otherwise I'll wear white dress and will paint you with y
Author's POV "Grace, babe wake up..." Garry shook her furiously. Grace whined. "What?" "Only one hour is left... Get up now otherwise You will not look beautiful... Shasha is coming too..." He said and Grace's eyes snapped open. She sat up with lightning speed. "That bitch is coming?... Who invited her to my engagement?" He rolled his eyes. "Isn't it obvious... she your sister" "But i didn't send her invitation." She scowled. "She doesn't need invitation..." He replied in obvious tone. "Hurry up... I heard she is wearing Versace..." Grace pouted. "You better have something good for me." "Don't doubt my skills..." He waved off. Grace got up and rushed towards the bathroom. She hates shasha. Grace was calm and silent when she was recovering from the accident but shasha made her life difficult by her little mean doings. Which triggered Grace and she decided to treat her the same. Since then they both compete and never leaves a chance to humiliate each other. Shasha
Author's POV Dominick looked at the beauty who was tied to the chair in his basement. She was unconscious but was still glowing under the lights. He folded sleeves of his shirt looking at her with smirk. Her hair was tied in bun, tiny nose was red because of effect of the drug. Her lips were parted. Dominick couldn't understand why he is staring at her like this. He walked behind her chair and sat at the table which has weapons of torture. He looked at her through corner of his eyes when she whimpered but he ignored her and picked up the knife. "How did you managed to come back so soon?" Alex entered inside and looked at Dominick who was sitting behind Grace's chair. "It wasn't that hard." Dom shrugged. "She was roaming around without security." "Good! Are you okay?" Alex asked. "Yes! It was quite hard to fool the security but nothing i can't do." He replied still looking at his knife. "This is her... Vladimir's sister?" He looked at the girl who's head was hanging l