His Ruthless Redemption (Isabella and Dominic) novel Chapter 100

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Chapter 100

Chapter 100

Isabella’s POV

When I woke up the next day, it was with a splitting headache that felt like punishment.

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It throbbed behind my eyes, dull and relentless, the kind that made it hard to tell where my body ended and the bed began.

I’d hardly slept last night. Every time I tried, Nico’s eyes would flash in my mind and I would wake up crying. Dominic was right there each time, shushing me and lulling me back to sleep, only for me to wake up yet again.

It hadn’t been until Dominic had given me a pill to relax me that I’d finally fallen into a dreamless sleep.

For a few seconds after I woke up, I stayed very still, staring at the ceiling, willing myself to get up.

I still had Mateo to take care of.

Shit. Mateo.

I pushed myself upright too quickly, dizziness washing over me. What time was it? Why was it so quiet? How much had I overslept? Had he missed school?

Guilt hit fast and sharp. This was just another failure to add to the list.

Before I could spiral further, the door opened.

Dominic stepped inside, carrying a small tray. He looked tired. Not unshaven or disheveled, just worn around the edges, like he hadn’t slept much either. With me waking up every few minutes, he obviously hadn’t.

“Easy,” he said softly, crossing the room. “You’re awake.”

I swallowed. “Mateo-”

“He’s fine,” Dominic said immediately, as if he’d been waiting for that exact word. “I already called his school. Told them he wasn’t coming in today.”

My chest loosened just a fraction.

“You did?” I asked, my voice hoarse.

He nodded. “I told him you weren’t feeling well, that you’re resting. He understood.” A pause. “I also falled your office. They’re fine with you taking the day off.”

I glanced towards the door that led outside, anxiety still buzzing under my skin.

“He’s had breakfast,” Dominic added gently. “Maria took him out to the pool.”

I nodded slowly. “Okay.”

He set the tray down on the bedside table. It had Advil, a glass of water, and a bowl of cut fruit. Bright colors, Cheerful. Completely at odds with how I felt inside.

“Take this,” he said, handing me the pill.

I did, swallowing it with the water without argument. I needed that for my headache.

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Homini picked up a piece of fruit and held it out to me. “Eat.”

I shook my head. “I’m not hungry.”

“You don’t have to be,” he said “Just a little.”

“I can’t.” I whispered. My stomach churned at the thought.

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He didn’t push. Not immediately. He just waited, watching me with that steady patience that somehow made everything

worse.

Finally, I sighed and leaned forward, biting into the fruit. It tasted like nothing.

He gave me another piece. I hesitated, then took it.

“That’s enough.” I said after a few bites.

“For now,” he agreed, setting the bowl aside.

He sat beside me on the bed. “How are you feeling?”

The question cracked something open.

The images surged without warning, blood on the asphalt, Nico’s body hitting the ground, his eyes staring at nothing. My breath hitched.

“I-” My voice broke. Tears welled before I could stop them. “I don’t know.”

The sob came out sharp and ugly.

Dominic stiffened for half a second, then pulled me into his arms, holding me tight. “Hey. Hey. It’s okay.”

It wasn’t.

I cried harder, my body shaking as the guilt finally found a way out. “I killed him,” I whispered into his chest. “I actually killed someone.”

His arms tightened. “It’s okay.”

“I keep thinking about it,” I went on, words tumbling out. “I keep seeing his face. I don’t know how I’m supposed to live with that.”

He stroked my hair, slow and steady. “You don’t have to figure that out right now.”

“I didn’t have the right,” I said through tears. “I don’t get to decide who lives or dies.” Dominic was quiet for a moment. Then he shifted slightly, reaching for his phone.

“There’s something you should see,” he said carefully.

I pulled back just enough to look at him, confusion mixing with dread. “What?”

He hesitated for a moment, but then showed me the screen.

Photos.

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Women

Bruises. Cuts. Fear frozen in their eyes.

My stomach dropped.

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“Nico wasn’t just a loudmouth.” Dominic said quietly: “I had Eduardo run a background check on him after last night. He was a predator. Rape. Torture. Multiple women. This is what he did.”

I stared at the images, horror crawling up my spine. My breathing turned shallow.

“Oh God.” I whispered.

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