The Daring Billionaire’s Wife

Dominic

Vanessa's white dress instantly turns bloody red as the blood soaks and spreads around the slashed area of her stomach. She screams in agony as she falls backwards, Mia rushing to her with confusion and wide eyes.

The air leaves my lungs as I leap over the tables and chairs to get to her while fueled with rage at the sight of Carmella looking down at Vanessa bleeding out and attempting to stab her despite Mia trying to shield her from more harm. Just then, some of the security restrain Carmella and expose her real identity by taking off her disguise. I don't even look in her direction as all I can think about is Vanessa and our baby.

As Vanessa rests her head in Mia's lap, she looks right at me with tears in her eyes, trying to stop the bleeding by placing the palm of her hand on it.

"My baby," she whispers, her lower lip quivering.

For a moment, I freeze, listening to Carmella yell in the background.

"Get off of me because I'm not done yet!"

I know Vanessa needs to get to the hospital, but I can't move and Mia seems lost. Watching my wife in this state shakes me to the core and I realize something even deeper right this moment.

It's only when Frank crouches beside me to help that I snap out of it.

"Hey, you'll be okay," he gently says to her, then looks at me. "Dude, Jake and I just cleared everyone out of here so they don't see anymore of this. Whatever you're thinking about, now isn't the time. Your wife needs you!"

As he begins to give instructions to security so Vanessa can be rushed to our family hospital right across the road from my hotel, I reach for her hand and tighten my grip on it, gesturing to Mia to let me take over and she nods while wiping her tears. Vanessa can barely keep her eyes open and I frantically shake my head.

"No! Stay with me!" I whisper with a pang of desperation.

"I said I'm not done yet!" Carmella yells once again. "That bitch is still breathing! Did I at least kill that thing growing inside of her?"

I shoot her a glare, my vision blurry from the tears threatening to roll down my cheeks.

Just as I think about all the things I want to do to her, my heart races faster when my mother runs towards her and slaps her in the face while in tears.

It's only now that I realize what just happened - my family saw everything. I look over at my father, who slowly approaches Carmella and he's fuming. He shoots me a glare but his gaze soon softens as he looks down at Vanessa with concern. Despite everything going on right now and what this means for me, I can only think about the woman's hand I'm holding.

A stretcher is quickly brought in and I step aside just for a moment, Vanessa still looking right at me despite struggling even more to keep her eyes open.

"My baby."

"Just take it easy. Everything will be okay," I assure her, my voice filled with doubt.

As the stretcher is taken outside, I look on while Carmella is restrained by security, my mother demanding that she should be arrested.

Despite everything that awaits her, she looks over at me and cackles in a maniacal way before yelling.

"Did you like my surprise, baby?"

Sophie and my mother gasp loudly, their eyes wide in shock.

Only thinking about how she hurt Vanessa with the intention to kill her and our unborn child, I clench my fists, charging at her as my vision becomes more blurry.

Right before I can get close, my father places his hand on my shoulder, his grip so tight that it's enough to tell me just how furious he is.

"Vanessa needs you right now. We'll handle this. I'll definitely deal with you later. Go."

exit and Carmella bursts out laughing. "That's it?

after a hard slap and I look back, spotting Sophie standing right in front of her and doing it

so I can hurry to Vanessa,

should've told you the

out of my way!" I push him aside, running across the street as the cars honk at me for causing a few

can't contain my rage. This was the worst thing that could happen this evening.

Vanessa

of the beeping monitor catches my attention while still having my eyes closed and as soon as I open them, the bright

in the hospital that I

as I attempt to sit

baby!" I cry

instantly places his hands on my shoulders and gently says, "Hey, take

I cling to him as tears rush

not to move too much or you'll

my

baby is okay, so calm

pause, a wave of relief beginning to

he assures me, gently wiping my

I calm down that I feel the pain on my lower stomach, something that I just made

going to lose the baby but you know

for a moment.

absolutely

and was certain I did my best.

that list without making

here at the

no! My dad probably saw everything during the

did. That's why he's

"What?"

there's no way we can hide the truth

"But that means you-"

what happens beyond this point. I just want to make things right, no matter what it takes. As for Carmella, she's

manipulative she could be after lying about Billy, he's always seemed more on the side of believing just how evil she is, but I sense that this is different. "What aren't you

hand, he tells me everything they spoke about with Patrick and it's immediately obvious to me that he regrets getting involved with Carmella and believing

are you

with us. It was the reason she burnt herself

"It definitely did."

a few times

her presence and each time, she would

she thought I knew

I was just trying to scare her or something. She always did that and I could never figure it out. Now it all makes sense. I even remember her running away during my confrontation with her after what she did

nods, then gives me a warm smile. "I should have called the doctor by now or someone else but I was just so carried away by

lower my gaze for a moment but look up at him when he continues to speak while looking right into my

hospital is so close to the hotel. When I saw you bleeding, I thought Carmella, no, Angela or whatever the fuck her name is, succeeded. I wasn't at peace for a

can tell." I nod in agreement, taking note

he seems relieved, he's also fuming and I understand him as I feel the same. Carmella could've attacked with that blade anywhere else on my body, but the fact that she aimed for my