Sofie's POV"Why do you look so surprised to see me?" I scoffed, as Katie's eyes widened into the size of jugs.I had decided to pay her an impromptu visit that day, because I was depressed and frustrated about my worsening relationship with Roman.The memories of the night before still burned my memory like a fresh wound, and I didn't want to keep mulling over my sad thoughts.It wasn't good for the baby."Because I am really surprised to see you! How did you even get my address?" She exclaimed, stepping out of the way to allow me in properly."You must have forgotten that you told me your address months ago, and I happen to have a very retentive memory." I said."This is a really nice surprise, Sofie. I must admit you took me completely off guard, don't mind the disorganized painting paraphernalia lying around. I paint during my free time, and I haven't really had the time to organize my instruments." She explained, as she grabbed the painting brushes and crumbled pieces of paper fr
Roman's POV"Are you leaving already, sir?" The receptionist at the front desk of my office asked as I strode out of my office."Yeah, I've got somewhere important to be." I replied, handing Nathan my briefcase and car keys.My hands were tremoring so badly, and I knew I couldn't drive in that sort of nervous condition.I had no idea what I was supposed to do to salvage my ruined relationship with both Sofie and Damien.But most especially, with Sofie.The blossoming relationship that I had single-handedly destroyed because of my stupid ego and immaturity.Damien had also mentioned something about Sofie having complications with the pregnancy, but my head was too far up my ass for me to deduce what he was saying.I knew Sofie wouldn't easily forgive me even if I apologized but it was okay, because I brought it upon myself.If only I hadn't uttered such derogatory words toward her, if only I didn't give her a toxic response when she asked if I wanted kids in the future.She wasn't the
Sofie's POVI woke up to the sound of the same shrill laughter of a female that I had heard, before everything went dark.As soon as I winked an eye open, I immediately knew I was in grave danger.The place I was in looked like a basement or should I say a dark, horrifying den.I was sat on a chair, and tied to it with a spiky rope that dug into my skin with every little movement I made, and my mouth was also sealed with a duct tape.I had also been stripped out of the clothes I was wearing earlier. Now, I was dressed in a short, dirty camisole that loosely hung off my shoulder, and barely reached my thighs.I felt so awfully vulnerable and exposed."Looks like the bitch has finally woken up." I heard the awfully familiar, high-pitched voice.Lana. She was standing right in front of me, with her head cocked to the right and a pleased grin twisting the sides of her mouth.Three scary-looking male thugs were also standing behind her, I sighted the bastard that had forced me into the van
Roman's POV"Hey, man." I said into my phone as I took my seat on the swivel chair in the study.I was currently talking to Damien. Also, it had been three days since Sofie went missing.I had already filed a missing person report but still, there were no traces of her movement. I had also hired a team of renowned private investigators but all their efforts to find her proved to be nothing but futile.They were now implying that she must have been abducted, but we still haven't gotten any call from any one demanding a ransom.Strangely, she had also not been captured on any CCTV camera.I regretted not paying enough attention to her. I really did.For the past four days, I hadn't been to work because I couldn't bring myself to focus on other things but Sofie."So how are you holding up? Have you been able to sleep at all since the past four days?" He asked.I caught a glimpse of my bloodshot, sleep-ridden eyes through the gold nameplate plate on the table, which bore my initials, and
Sofie's POV"Would you look at that, huh?" I heard Lana scoff as she walked into the basement.She had last visited the basement on the day I was abducted, and I had been quite relieved that I didn't have to see her for a while.But the things her underlings had done to me in her absence were best left unsaid, because merely thinking about them badly enraged me.I gawked at her but said nothing as she cupped my jaw.She muttered something incoherent as she assessed me. "Nice job, boys. You made the art even better than I wanted. And for that, I'll give you a fully paid vacation to the Bahamas when everything is over."The thugs exchanged glances among each other before bowing to her. "Thanks for your neverending kindness madam."She just waved them off as she stood to her full height. She continued staring at me as if I had suddenly grown a beard or I had a fire crown on my head."What do you want?" I rudely asked.Despite her numerous threats to kill me if I failed to be respectful t
Roman's POVI massaged my temple as I patiently waited for Nana to finish what she was saying on the other end of the line.It had now been a week since Lana abducted Sofie.But I couldn't bring myself to tell my grandmother about it, because earlier that week, her oncologist had called to inform me that she was showing signs of being hypertensive. I didn't want to do anything that'll worsen her ailment, so I decided to keep mute.Inwardly, I hoped I wouldn't have to tell her in the future."Figlio, you're not saying anything. Is everything alright over there?" Nana asked, diverting my thoughts.I exhaled heavily. "There's nothing wrong, Nana. How are you doing?""I'm doing good, Romano. You've asked me this same question thrice now. Tell me the truth, my boy. Did something happen?" "No, ma. I'm serious. What could possibly happen? I'm just really tired right now because I was up all night reviewing a proposal." I lied seamlessly."Oh. Take care of yourself, caro. Don't push yoursel
Sofie's POVI screamed, and squeezed my eyes open in fear as I felt cold, chilly water cascade down my body.When I calmed down, I saw Lana standing in front of me with her arms crossed, a pail beside her, and a cold countenance mauling her features."What was that for?" I said as I shivered, from the aftermath of the sudden shower of cold water.A week and a day has passed since I was kidnapped and I was still clad in the same skimpy mini gown. I was convinced Lana wanted me to freeze to death.I had been studying her behavior since Roman had mistakenly blurted out that I was pregnant, and the way she acted around me was so weird that it aroused more suspicions in me.For example, she has directed her men to start serving me whatever I wanted since that day instead of the same meatless, thin, brown soup that I was usually served twice a day.To me, it felt like I was a sacrificial lamb that was being pumped full with food for it's impending death.And that thought badly scared me. I
Roman's POV"We can't just cancel the meeting with the Lazarda's last minute, sir." Nathan said over the phone, and I huffed.It was now the day I was to go to Lana's hideout to rescue Sofie. I had repeatedly gone over the plan the private investigators had made, and everything was now set.The thought of being reunited with Sofie and our baby after a long, torturous week made me somewhat nervous because we hadn't exactly parted on the best of terms.And I still didn't know the sort of devilish plan Lana had up her sleeve."Did you hear me say anything about cancelling the meeting?" I asked, blankly staring at the mirror."No, sir. But you said you are not coming in today, and I can't possibly go on your behalf." He replied."You will go to that meeting on my behalf, Nathan. You don't have to do anything other than to sign the documents. The company's attorney will go with you to guide you through the process of signing it, good day." I explained, and hung up.Next, I stared at my dis
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