Sophia's heart raced as she felt the bodyguard's strong grip tighten around her arm. She struggled to break free, while screaming but his hold was unyielding. Fear and desperation overtook her, as she realized that she was now at the mercy of Alexander's men.
The bodyguard's face remained stoic as he dragged Sophia back to the room, his grip never faltering. Her heart was beating very fast, this was her only plan to escape and failed. There was no going back now, what will Alexander do to her? The thought of it made fear and panic coursing through her veins.
Finally, they reached the room, and the bodyguard pushed her inside, slamming the door shut behind her. Sophia stumbled and fell to the floor, her dress billowing around her. She couldn't hold back her tears any longer and she begin weeping profusely.
Her heart skipped a beat as she laid eyes on Alexander. He was tall, and strikingly handsome as ever, his presence was imposing. Dressed in a navy blue tuxedo that hugged his broad shoulders, every detail of his outfit screamed extravagance.
He looked like a Greek god, with chiseled features and piercing blue eyes. His navy blue tuxedo fit him perfectly, accentuating his broad shoulders and tall frame. His black dress shoes shone like glass under the room's soft lighting. He moved confidently and commanding as if he owned the room.
She wondered how she could notice how strikingly handsome he was amidst these whole drama, she hated him, she hated him for turning her life upside down but she hated uncle Matt more if only he was responsible and had a good head on his shoulder
Despite his undeniable beauty, something about him made Sophia shiver. His gaze had a coldness, a hint of danger lurking behind his handsome exterior. She wondered what he would do to her now, with the way his eyes were blazing with anger she knew she has just crossed the line.
Sophia felt her heart race with fear and anticipation as he approached her. She didn't know what he was capable of, but she knew that she had to be careful.
"I trust you're ready for our wedding," Alexander said, his voice deep and commanding.
Sophia tried to speak, but her throat was tight with emotion. She looked down at the ground, unable to meet his gaze.
"Look at me," he ordered, and she slowly lifted her head. "You know that this wedding is not just for show. You are now my wife, and you will behave accordingly. Is that clear?"
As Alexander turned and left the room, Sophia couldn't help but wonder what kind of life she had just signed up for. A life of luxury, for sure, but at what cost? A life with a man that lacks compassion and who doesn’t even like her? She wondered why he was doing this.
She shuddered at the thought and tried to push it from her mind, but deep down, she knew the worst was yet to come.
The menacing look on Alexander's face brought fresh memories of their first encounter. Sophia was jolted awake by a loud knocking at the door. It sounded more like a bang than a knock. She quickly got out of bed, wondering who could be knocking so hard. With a racing heart, she jumped out of bed and rushed to the door.
As she opened the door, she was face to face with a man who looked like he belonged on the cover of a magazine. He was tall, muscular, with strikingly beautiful eyes like the ocean, he had a commanding presence that filled the room. Sophia couldn't help but feel a little intimidated by him.
Despite his impressive appearance, something about him made her uneasy. She could sense a coldness and ruthlessness in his demeanor as if he were used to getting exactly what he wanted no matter the cost.
As she stood there, taking in his every detail, he spoke in a low, commanding voice that sent shivers down her spine. "You must be Sophia " he said, his eyes flickering over her in a way that made her feel exposed
She swallowed hard, coming back to her senses “and you are?” “Alexander Giovannucci” Uncle Matt interrupted from behind. She didn’t hear him. “Come to the door, the man you willl be getting married to.
“Sophia's heart sank. She couldn't believe this was happening to her. Alexander Giovannucci, the man she was going to marry? It seemed impossible, like something out of a dream this can’t be happening right. She tried to keep her emotions in check, to hide the fear and uncertainty that churned inside her.
Uncle matt placed a hand on her shoulder, a rare display of affection, and gave her a reassuring squeeze. "I know this is a lot to take in, Sophia," he said in a gentle tone. "But I promise you, Alexander is a good man. He'll take care of you." She knows what he means by that. It means he has a lot of money and he will benefit greatly from this.
She was just a commodity to him, something to be traded for money right?
Sophia's heart was racing as she tried to come up with a plan to escape the situation. She knew she couldn't just let Alexander take her away without a fight. With a deep breath, she stood up and faced him.
"I am not going anywhere with you," she said, her voice shaking slightly. "I don't know what kind of arrangement my uncle made with you Mr. Giovannucci, but it doesn't involve me. I have a life here, a boyfriend, a future. I won't let you take that away from me.
And is this even legal? You can’t just give an adult out for sale. I'm 24 years old for crying out loud.”
“Sorry Mr. Giovannucci I’m not for sale,” she said trying to sound brave. Many questions ran through her mind. Who was Alexander Giovannucci? What kind of man was he? Was she destined for a life of misery?
Sophia forced a smile, but her mind was beating so fast, with a dangerous look he looked into her eyes and said, “everyone is for sale.”
Sophia was furious. This man can’t just walk into her home like he owns the place and assume she will leave with him immediately.
Uncle Matt seemed uneasy. "I'll give you some time to talk to “No!” Alexander interrupted, there is nothing to talk about we are leaving already, " Sophia exclaimed, " I'm not going anywhere with you,”. Two big bodyguards entered the house, and Alexander offered only two options: “It’s either leave with me voluntarily or I Will have Williams and Rossi escort you to the car.
Sophia was jolted back to reality by a loud knock on the door. This time, it was the bodyguard. "It's time to put on your veil and walk down the aisle," he said in a low voice tinged with a hint of danger.
Sophia stared at herself in the mirror. The dress was breathtaking, if only this what she wanted if only she was actually marrying the love or her life in this dress.Her brown eyes were dull and lifeless lacking the spark that should be present on such a momentous day. She didn't bother to put on any makeup, not even a hint of lipstick to brighten her face. Her long hair was tied back in a simple bun, nothing fancy or elaborate like she had seen in the bridal magazines. She just didn't have the energy or the desire to make an effort.The dress was a masterpiece, crafted with intricate details that made it stand out from any other dress Sophia had ever seen. The lace was carefully embroidered in a delicate pattern, creating a subtle but stunning design that covered the entire dress.The bodice was fitted, accentuating her curves perfectly, while the flowing skirt was made of layers upon layers of soft tulle that swirled around her feet as she moved. The train was long and elegant, ext
Sophia's mind snapped back to the present as she stood at the entrance of the small hall where her wedding will officially take place, looking at Alexander. She felt a knot in her stomach as she realized that she was about to marry a stranger for the sake of her uncle's debt. Sophia took a deep breath as she walked down the aisle towards Alexander. The decor was extravagant, the aisle lined with white flowers and candles. But Sophia's mind was far from the beauty of the setting. Her eyes were fixed on Alexander at the other end of the aisle, who stood waiting for her with a stoic expressionShe could feel four pairs of eyes all men on black suit her, their gazes probing and curious. But as much as she tried to ignore them, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was walking into a trap.Uncle Matt had promised her that this marriage was for the best, that Alexander was a good man who would take care of her. But Sophia knew better than to trust her uncle's judgment - he had always be
Sophia sat on the edge of the plush king-size bed, her eyes scanning the lavish interior with a mix of awe and sadness. The room was elegantly decorated with gold accents and intricate patterns on the walls, and a crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a warm glow across the room. The floors were made of polished marble, and the windows were draped in heavy silk curtains that swayed gently in the breeze.As Sophia looked around, she couldn't help but feel a pang of longing in her chest. This was the kind of room she had always dreamed of staying in, with its extravagant design and luxurious furnishings. But now, as she sat there, she couldn't find any joy in it.The room was silent, except for the gentle hum of the air conditioning and the distant sound of traffic outside. Sophia's mind was racing, filled with doubts and fears about the future. Despite the opulence of the hotel room, Sophia couldn't shake off the feeling of loneliness and helplessness that had taken hold o
Sophia's mind snapped back to the present as she stood at the entrance of the small hall where her wedding will officially take place, looking at Alexander. She felt a knot in her stomach as she realized that she was about to marry a stranger for the sake of her uncle's debt. Sophia took a deep breath as she walked down the aisle towards Alexander. The decor was extravagant, the aisle lined with white flowers and candles. But Sophia's mind was far from the beauty of the setting. Her eyes were fixed on Alexander at the other end of the aisle, who stood waiting for her with a stoic expressionShe could feel four pairs of eyes all men on black suit her, their gazes probing and curious. But as much as she tried to ignore them, she couldn't shake the feeling that she was walking into a trap.Uncle Matt had promised her that this marriage was for the best, that Alexander was a good man who would take care of her. But Sophia knew better than to trust her uncle's judgment - he had always be
Sophia stared at herself in the mirror. The dress was breathtaking, if only this what she wanted if only she was actually marrying the love or her life in this dress.Her brown eyes were dull and lifeless lacking the spark that should be present on such a momentous day. She didn't bother to put on any makeup, not even a hint of lipstick to brighten her face. Her long hair was tied back in a simple bun, nothing fancy or elaborate like she had seen in the bridal magazines. She just didn't have the energy or the desire to make an effort.The dress was a masterpiece, crafted with intricate details that made it stand out from any other dress Sophia had ever seen. The lace was carefully embroidered in a delicate pattern, creating a subtle but stunning design that covered the entire dress.The bodice was fitted, accentuating her curves perfectly, while the flowing skirt was made of layers upon layers of soft tulle that swirled around her feet as she moved. The train was long and elegant, ext
Sophia's heart raced as she felt the bodyguard's strong grip tighten around her arm. She struggled to break free, while screaming but his hold was unyielding. Fear and desperation overtook her, as she realized that she was now at the mercy of Alexander's men.The bodyguard's face remained stoic as he dragged Sophia back to the room, his grip never faltering. Her heart was beating very fast, this was her only plan to escape and failed. There was no going back now, what will Alexander do to her? The thought of it made fear and panic coursing through her veins. Finally, they reached the room, and the bodyguard pushed her inside, slamming the door shut behind her. Sophia stumbled and fell to the floor, her dress billowing around her. She couldn't hold back her tears any longer and she begin weeping profusely.Her heart skipped a beat as she laid eyes on Alexander. He was tall, and strikingly handsome as ever, his presence was imposing. Dressed in a navy blue tuxedo that hugged his broad
Sophia sat on the edge of the plush king-size bed, her eyes scanning the lavish interior with a mix of awe and sadness. The room was elegantly decorated with gold accents and intricate patterns on the walls, and a crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a warm glow across the room. The floors were made of polished marble, and the windows were draped in heavy silk curtains that swayed gently in the breeze.As Sophia looked around, she couldn't help but feel a pang of longing in her chest. This was the kind of room she had always dreamed of staying in, with its extravagant design and luxurious furnishings. But now, as she sat there, she couldn't find any joy in it.The room was silent, except for the gentle hum of the air conditioning and the distant sound of traffic outside. Sophia's mind was racing, filled with doubts and fears about the future. Despite the opulence of the hotel room, Sophia couldn't shake off the feeling of loneliness and helplessness that had taken hold o