Sofia’s POV I turned on my side and pushed my face into the sheets, breathing in deeply and dragging the blanket over my body even more. I wasn’t funny awake yet, but the scent which I’ve come to love and get addicted to, was stifling my whole senses and pouring off this particular spot which I was laying in at the moment, and I turned around once again, tugging my legs upwards to wrap my arm around myself, curling up into a small ball and pulling the blanket around me once again.After a few more minutes, I blinked my eyes open and stared at the darkness of the blanket which I was currently beneath and slowly tugged the material off my face until my head was leaking out. I breathed in deeply ruffs before I allowed my hand to slide out from beneath the blanket to rub against my eyes, and after a few more moments, I finally tugged the blankets off my body until it was around my waist, and then I pushed myself into a sitting position.I didn’t need to glance into the space beside
Sofia’s POV “What’s this huge bruise beside your throat?” She whispered in a low voice and I blinked at her slowly, before my mouth fell open in the next second. I lifted my hand and slapped it against the side of my throat as realization started to dawn on me.The hickey from last night… the damn bite to the side of my neck… Wait a second…That was probably what Ryan had noticed at the side of my neck back there in the hallway…Oh my gosh… can the ground open up this instant and swallow me up at this very moment? “It’s nothing,” I breathed out after a few more seconds, turning around and pushing myself to my feet almost immediately, and then I turned around to stare at Matilda. Matilda was still staring pointedly at the side of my neck which was currently being covered by my hand. I watched as a bright glint made its way into her eyes before I could blink.“It doesn't look like anything though, it looks so much like a love bite.” Matilda continued to speak and I started to p
Sofia’s POV A week has passed since the night Luca and I attended the wedding party together and the night it felt like things officially changed between us. He always returned home on time to have dinner together and ever since he had started to return home for dinner, I had stopped having dinner with Matilda and Sarah. We usually talk whenever we were having dinner and when I think the conversation between us couldn’t get any better, it became so much better and as each day went by, I was always finding myself being drawn to him so damn intensely, and I hadn’t tried to fight the feeling from tne very start, because he hasn’t given me any reason to.He had been nothing but really good to me. He literally treats me with so much care and respect, something I hadn’t even bothered to try using to deceive myself that I was going to get married, right from the moment I got told that I was feeling to get married to him.Now, look at me at the moment, I was living nothing but a nic
Sofia’s POV The meeting didn’t end up being a disaster, that I can say… but then it wasn't perfect. Luca had said I was going to get a better hang of it as the time went by, and that I shouldn’t beat myself up over the fact that I hadn’t been able to really pull it off. I had thankfully not ended up embarrassing myself right in front of those women, which was all that had really mattered to me from the very start. I moved my fingers into my hair and tugged on the roots a little, throwing my head back as I allowed my eyes to slide shut, as the evening breeze blew against my face. It was three days after the meeting with the women of the official men in the mafia had happened, and things had returned back to how it used to be… I guess. I was currently sitting on the house balcony, and the cool evening breeze was blowing around really colder than I had expected it to be when I had made my way up here. It had been some minutes before it got to eight p.m in the night when I had made my
I’ve always dreamed of furthering my education, because it would make me feel more complete and accomplished as a woman, and it would also make me feel more equal with the men here in the mafia, seeing as only men were allowed to further their education and be whatever they want to be… why the women were to stop at high school, and be married off to a man, and then to birth babies for the said man and that was that. It didn’t matter to people that we were growing and getting more advanced, it didn’t matter to them that everyone in other countries were leaving their old ways behind and making way for new things to come in, it didn’t matter that gender equality was now recognized in a lot of other countries, all they care about for here in Italy, was the fact that the man were on a higher level compared to the women. It was like a food chain, whereby the males were at a really higher part, and the female at a lower part, the females were expected to take the crumbs from the males witho
Sofia’s POV I hated the fact that each time I thought about that, all it did was make me feel even less powerful and more broken than ever, all it does is make me shed tears uncontrollably and make me question my existence, all it does is make me feel disgusted with myself even more.A small sob slipped out of my mouth in the next second, and I pulled away from Luca with all of my strength, pushing myself away from the chair we had both been sitting on, and I made my way towards the banister on the balcony, standing before it but not pressing my body against it, and I pressed my hands against my face, covering my face from the dark night in shame as I sobbed quietly.Tears streamed down my face and my body shook with the force of my tears, and I felt more embarrassed because Luca was right there, watching me break down without any sort of control.I sobbed quietly, trying to stifle the sounds and also trying to stop my tears from pouring down at such a fast pace, but the tear
Sofia’s POV He didn’t let me continue with what I was about to say, before he was interrupting me calmly, his hand still moving up and down on my arm, from my elbow to the upper side of my shoulder.“No, it isn’t. I’m sorry I brought it up.” He started to say once again, breathing out those words and saying it with such passion, and I started to shake my head in the next second, as I sniffed back tears once again. “It’s alright,” I breathed out, my voice fracking a little, but I ignored that and decided to continue to speak. “I can talk to you about it.” I breathed out in a voice that was quiet, breathless and trembling a little.“You don’t have to speak about it if you do not want to.” Luca started to speak instantly, his grip tightening on my arm for a few seconds before finally loosening and returning back to it’s previous hold. “I want–“ I paused and sniffed back tears, breathing out a deep breath and breathing in deep into the next moment, feeling my chest start to expand
Luca’s POV I shouldn’t have brought that up.That alone was a hundred percent sure and clear to me at this point. I should’ve just let it be, like they always say it was good to let sleeping dogs lie. I regretted mentioning that particular night the moment I had mentioned it, but there was no way I could have taken those words back, even if I wanted to, like I actually wanted to.And when she bursted out into tears, with sobs that sounded very familiar, because I’ve heard her sob that way, a couple of times, and it has always managed to leave a bitter feeling behind. The first time I heard her cry was on our wedding night, when I was still contemplating on if I was supposed to fully consummate the wedding or not, and the second time had been the night where I had gotten woken up from a light sleep, due to how loud her sobs were. Listening to her cry that night, right from the middle of her nightmare, had kept such a bad feeling behind, a feeling I didn’t want to ever experienc