Roman’s POV The corners of my mouth quivered in a smile, as I watched Sofie's eyes lit up as the car screeched down to a halt in front of the college building.I never knew a day would come that I'd derive so much happiness in seeing another person being happy.Maybe Damien was right about me getting softer, and less cold to the people around me.It was all because of Sofie and I wasn't sure if the thought didn't scare me.It had not even been up to fifty days since I had met Sofie, and I was sure that if she asked me to pluck down the stars for her, I'd surely do so.I had given up trying to convince myself that it was just lust I felt for her and not something akin to love.Who else was I deceiving anyway but myself?But something still stood, I wasn't going to tell Sofie about my feelings until the contract was over.I wanted to be certain that I wasn't mistaking compassion for love and that I hadn't been brainwashed into thinking I had feelings for her all because we had surreal
Sofie’s POV I walked into the venue for my first class of the day with slight anxiety brewing inside me as I tightly clasped my tote bag.Heaving a deep breath to calm my nerves, I quietly stepped into the hall while doing my best to avoid drawing too much attention to myself.Thankfully, the inhabitants of the hall seemed not to notice me as I walked to the middle of the room to take a seat. “Did you hear that we are getting a new professor for the semester? They said he's nothing but bad news.” A feminine voice to my right drifted into my ears, and I tilted my head sideways to see who it belonged to. It belonged to a pretty girl whose blonde hair was cut into a bob, she grinned at me, and I managed to dart a small smile at her, although some parts of her sentence still confused me.“I recently transferred here, so I don't really understand what you just said.” I uttered, to which she nodded, outstretching her hand.“I reckoned. I'm sorry for assuming. By the way, I'm Katie Perez.”
Roman’s POV "Hey, baby." I said as Sofie walked into the study with a wan smile caressing her face."Hi. How was work?" She asked, standing with her back against the desk, and her hand tracing lines down my face."Work was work. How did your first day back at college go? Did you have fun?" I asked, standing up to wrap my arms around her waist.She averted her gaze from me to stare at the bookshelf behind me, "Yeah, I did. Let's talk about something else. Something unrelated to school or education or professors and whatnot." She rambled out, hazel eyes restlessly darting around like she was being chased.I could see pure, unadulterated fear twinkling in her eyes as she unknowingly clutched tightly to my shirt.Something was clearly up because I knew and has witnessed first-hand how Sofie had been so excited in the car this morning."Baby, are you okay?" I asked, lacing my hands through hers. She smiled; a false, weary grin that didn't quite crease her eyes and nodded."You know I may
Sofie’s POV I nervously twirled the engagement ring around my left ring finger as I stared at the professor on the podium. She was saying something about a group project but my mind couldn't really decipher anything at that moment. It was filled with thoughts and regretful memories of how I had fucked everything up the previous evening. If only I hadn't gone to Roman's study or initiated the stupid kiss, then he'd never have known about this mess. I knew Roman and I knew he'd never sit back and wait for me to tell him about Cornelius. He'd probably kill Cornelius if he found out that he was the bastard that gave me the hickey and I didn't want that. I just wanted to peacefully graduate without drama but it seemed the universe was clearly against serenity being in my life. I wondered if Cornelius had survived that hit. It wasn't like I cared if anything had happened to him, he deserved it anyway for even attempting to molest a woman. I just didn't want to be tagged a murderer
Roman’s POV "Would your friend like to have some tea, sir?" A middle-aged man who I had never met in any of my numerous visits to New York state college asked me with a smile. I glanced backward at Nathan, who was standing motionlessly behind me with an expressionless face, and beckoned him to answer the question. He shook his head in negation at the man, and the man nodded as he went back to his seat. I darted an investigative look at the man's bandaged head as I inwardly wondered why he wasn't resting in the hospital and was instead walking about and working. Earlier, he had introduced himself to me and explained that he was manning the chancellor's office, pending the time she got back from an official trip. Currently, I was in Sofie's school on a mission; to find who the fearless perpetrator was. The fucking bastard who had left a hickey for me to see on my fiancée. I had no idea why I was so sure the person was from the school but my guts were never wrong, so I knew I co
Sofie's POVAs Nathan and I walked through the crowded hallway to the car, I felt innumerable pairs of eyes fixed on me with various mumblings of incoherent words trailing after me.I clutched my hands into fists as I willed my legs, which had suddenly become as heavy as lead to carry me to the car. The nervousness and trepidation sizzling within me at that moment was inexplicable.Momentarily, I turned back as my heart tinged with fear for the umpteenth time since I had walked out of the chancellor's office that day.God, I just hoped the man didn't feed Roman lies about me or worse still, Roman wasn't doing anything mortifying to the man.I mean I knew he totally deserved all the horrible things in life for forcing himself on me, but I knew I wouldn't be able to live with myself or with the gruesome thought that Roman really did something horrible to him.Calm down, Sofie. You are probably overthinking everything, it's not like he knows Cornelius is the molester, so why are you worr
Roman's POVI stifled a smile as I watched Sofie go through a whirlwind of emotions in just a couple of seconds.She was really entertaining."Y-You don't mean it." She whispered, shaking her head, horror evident in her face."I don't mean what?" I prodded, feeling my composure wilter as time went by.Even Nathan was staring at me though the rear-view mirror with an unreadable expression as I casually placed my hand on Sofie's exposed thigh; her dress has rolled up and her soft, porcelain skin was now left on exhibition."Roman, what did you to him? Is he still alive at least?" She asked, worry prominent in her tone.I felt anger bristle within me for a moment at her concerned tone; why was she so worried about the perverted bastard?I was starting to regret not gunning him down when I had the opportunity to.Yeah, you read it correctly. I didn't kill Cornelius after all and it was not because I was scared of the consequence but because I didn't want Sofie to become ostracized by the
Sofie's POV"Good morning, Sof." Katie grinned, as I plopped down beside her and set my tote bag on the table.I mirrored her grin, "Morning, Katie." "So, I heard something. Apparently, that bastard Cornelius is quitting. I was so shocked when my boyfriend gave me the news, I mean what could have pushed him to do that?" I feigned cluelessness as I brought out my writing paraphernalia, "Right, but isn't that good news? I mean a sex offender who clearly shouldn't be loitering around and molesting women is going faraway from us.""Yeah, I know. I'm just worried for the girls at his new job, what if he tries to do that to one of them? I heard one of the third year girls saying something about how he used to threaten the female students at his former schools to have sex with him and if they refused, he'd make them repeat that year. That man is a pervert that can never change. I honestly just hope he goes to prison, I'll be less worried if that happened." Katie rambled out, concern waftin
Roman's POV "Happy birthday, Nonna." I beamed up at my grandmother, as I watched her waddle downstairs with the aid of her walking stick. Today was her ninetieth birthday, and it also coincided with the wedding anniversary of my late parents. We had decided to celebrate in a big way to mark the successful completion of Nana's chemotherapy treatment after three whole years, and also the miraculous stoppage of the cancer metastasis. If someone had told twenty five year old me that I'd eventually learn to stop avoiding any event related to my parents, I'd have scoffed at them. I had also gotten the courage to visit my parents' graves a week ago, for the first time since I became an adult. The last time I visited them was more than a decade ago; on the day before I was to travel to boarding school in London. Back then, Nana had told me that I needed their blessing before taking any big step in life. But somehow, I had managed to put off visiting them before Sofie and I got married
Sofie's POVMy erect nipples were instantly in his face, begging for his touch, and sensual ministrations.He scooped up my boobs with a powerful hand, fondled them like stress balls, before capturing a nipple in his mouth while swiftly sliding the lingerie down my feet.Withdrawing from the kiss, he littered kisses down my stomach, along my stretch marks, and the thin, jagged surgical scar at the center specifically."Thank you." He whispered, gazing up at me.Forking my hands through his tendrils of dark hair, I beamed at him. "You're welcome."Then, he reached downward to my throbbing garden of horniness, and placed a thumb against my quivering entrance which yearned for nothing more than his cock."You're so beautiful everywhere." He whispered again before pressing a kiss to my core.Slowly and meticulously, he pried my folds apart, lapped at them like an ice cream cone before sliding his tongue inside me.Roman knew every part of me like the back of his palm; he knew my core, he
Sofie's POVI took a deep breath as I stared at my reflection in the mirror."What is going on in there, Sofie? Do you need my help?" Roman's voice wafted in from the other room.After inhaling shakily for the umpteenth time, I answered, "N-No. I'm fine. I'll be out in a few.""Alright.""Yes." I whispered to myself, as I ran my hands over my body.Over the black one-piece lingerie I had on to be exact.I had no idea what sort of spirit had possessed me to bring the wanton piece of clothing on our honeymoon.We were currently honeymooning at a private resort on a secluded island in Santorini. Regret and uncertainty filled me as I glanced at the stretch marks at the sides of my stomach.I looked so ugly and fat in the lingerie.Although I had worked hard, and literally spent up to six months in the gym after I gave birth, my body had still not gone back to what it used to look like prior to me getting pregnantAnd that made it hard for me to feel comfortable naked, whenever Roman and
Roman's POV"They are here." Damien whispered into my ear, and I instantly whipped my head around so fast, I almost dislocated my neck.We were both standing at the altar, waiting for my beautiful bride to arrive."It's happening." I said, and he squeezed my shoulder in reassurance."And it will be fine. Everything will go well." He said, his voice tinged with conviction."I hope so." "Let me go get her. I'll be right back with your wife in a few." He winked, and clapped my shoulder before trekking out of the garden.My eyes met with Nana's elated ones, and she darted me a smile as she gently stroked her chest, as if to calm my livid nerves."You'll be fine, figlio." She mouthed, and I nodded, mirroring her smile.My heart hammered against my chest in a mix of nervousness, and excitement as the bridal entrance song played, and the onlookers stood up to watch Sofie enter the venue.Ethan was the first to waddle in which drew out loud cheers and laughters from the guests, as they all a
Sofie's POV "Are you done?" I asked the make-up artist as she began to put the beauty supplies away."Yes, Ma'am." She nodded, to which I sighed in relief before staring at my reflection in the vanity mirror.The realization that today was the day Roman and I would legally become one forever, felt real at that moment, and it caused tears to pool in my eyes.I sighed, and managed to blink my tears away before it smeared the make-up artist's hard work.I had no idea why I was crying on such a beautiful day."Oh, babe." Amy's voice wafted into my ears before I felt her hands on my shoulder. "Tears of joy, huh?"She was my matron of honor, just like how I had been her maid of honor at her own wedding.Amy had gotten married to Damien three months ago, after they had both dated for a year, in an intimate ceremony which had just their family, and close friends in attendance.Sniffling, I managed to nod in affirmation.Amy just smiled at me through the mirror. "I can understand because I fe
Roman’s POV Anxiety coursed through my bloodstream, as I stared at my reflection in the mirror. It was finally our wedding day. I was supposed to be the calm, and laid-back person between the both of us, but the panic clogging my throat begged to differ. My bowtie suddenly felt too tight for my liking while my hands felt cold yet clammy at the same time. Heaving a deep sigh to calm my tense nerves, I glanced down at the time, before sipping cold air through my teeth. We were currently in one of my bequeathed mansions in California. The wedding was going to take place at a garden nearby, which was dedicated to my parents' memory. It had also been a day since I last saw Sofie, and three hours since I last saw Ethan. Nana had mentioned something about it being bad luck if I saw my fiancée on the night before our wedding. Of course, I didn't believe in superstitions like that but I knew better than to argue with her. "You can do this, Roman. There's no need to fret over your we
Sofie’s POV A YEAR LATER"What do you think of this place?" Roman asked, as we strolled into a building inside The Eiffel tower.Yeah, you read it right.We were at the le jules verne restaurant, which was situated in the super-imposing, historical structure.I had graduated from college a week ago, and Roman had brought me to Paris for a vacation.It was the first time since I gave birth that I was away from Marcus, and I badly missed my son.I knew he would definitely be well looked after by his great-grandmother, and her staff, but a feeling akin to guilt still tugged at my heart.Earlier that day, Roman had even facetimed his grandmother at my request, so I could see him, but it still didn't feel enough in the slightest.I guessed that was what motherhood did to someone.You are never really at peace, if your child isn't with you."Cara mia, are you okay?" Roman asked, pulling out a chair from beneath the table.I faked a smile, "I'm alright, babe. Why do you ask?""You've been s
Roman’s POV "Tell Damon Alvarez to get the required documents ready before our next meeting." I said into my phone, as I paced my study."Alright, sir. I will convey your message to his secretary immediately. Have a nice day, sir." Nathan replied, from the other end.Afterward, I ended the call.A knock came on the door, just as I was to continue reviewing the pile of documents on my desk.One of my staff walked in, and bowed. "Lunch is ready, sir. Would you like me to bring your meal here?"I shook my head in negation, as I set the documents aside, and made for the door."Where is Sofie?" I asked, as I made my way to the dining room."Ma'am Sofie is waiting downstairs, sir."I just hummed in response, as I ambled down the flight of stairs.My lips automatically gave way for a wide grin, on seeing Sofie.She was already sat at this dining table, and was leisurely refolding the napkins."Have you been waiting too long, cara mia?" I asked, pressing a kiss to her forehead, before crouch
Sofie’s POV "Are you sure you have everything with you? Have you checked your bag properly? We don't want you forgetting anything important." Roman said, as we walked to the garage. I huffed, as I zipped my bag close. "Yes, Roman. I have. This is the fifth time I'm rechecking my bag now." Today was my appointment date, and initially, I had thought I was going to be the more nervous between the both of us. But Roman had proven me wrong with how paranoid, and jumpy he had been since the day began. It was the first time he was following me to an appointment, since he was discharged from the hospital, five weeks ago. Wrapping an arm around my waist, he gazed down at me, and said. "I guess I'm just being paranoid over this appointment. The last time I felt like this was when I had to take college entrance examination." My face dissolved in a soft smile, before I tiptoed to pull him into a warm hug. "You'll be fine," I muttered. "It's just an examination to ascertain our baby's