Sofie's POVI had a dream; a weird, obscene dream.In my vile dream, Roman was on top of me, kissing me with such ferociousness and fervor that it felt as though I was just a prostitute he had paid to fuck, and not his girlfriend.He was trailing harsh hickeys down from my jaw down to the cleavage of my chest while muttering angry italian words whose meanings I couldn't decipher.In a bid to stop the mad dream from continuing, I forced my eyes open with a loud gasp, but my eyes only widened in horror to the size of saucers when I realized my dream was not only real but even more horrible to view in reality.Roman was really on top of me, and was really trailing rough kisses down the slope of my chest. He fisted one of my boobs with a hand, while the other hand rapidly unbuttoned my night shirt with an hasty intensity that greatly baffled and scared me."W-what is this, Roman? What the hell are you doing?" I attempted to bark at him but my voice only came out in form of a timid whimpe
Roman's POV"Give me the strongest drink you have." I muttered, plopping on the bar stool.The waitress darted me a smile as she nodded before getting the equipments for mixing the drink ready.I sighed heavily, as I felt the blood vessels inside my head throb with a migraine.The thoughts of the night before invaded my mind for the umpteenth time, and my heart lurched with guilt. No matter how much the alcohol I drank was, I just couldn't shake the image of Sofie staring up at me, her coffee eyes misty with unshed tears and atrocious hatred for me.I had no idea what possessed me to take Sofie in the most painful way without her permission. Although a part of me hated her for lying to me, that didn't mean I wanted to harm her.I couldn't even bring myself to apologize to her, because I felt both hurt and disgusted toward myself.The flowery oud scent of an exotic perfume wafted into my nostrils, as I felt a shadow loom beside me.I couldn't bring myself to care about whoever the per
Lana's POV"I still can't believe Roman had the audacity to embarrass you in front of that golddigger." My best friend, Jessica Coleman said as the maid poured us two glasses of iced whiskey."That bastard will pay for his actions, and I really mean it. I'm going to take the most important thing in his life away from him, then he'd have no option but to return to me." I giggled, but my short moment of manic excitement was cut short by the maid's clumsiness.She had tripped and in the process–she had broken the half-filled bottle of whiskey."Please pardon my mistake this once, Madam Lana. I didn't look where I was going, ma." She knelt, begging profusely and not daring to look me in the eye."You stupid imbecile, is that bottle too heavy for you to carry? Do you know how expensive that whiskey is? Don't worry, I'll make sure you use your miserable, meager salary to pay for it, now get your useless self out of my sight, fool!" I barked, and she cowered but nevertheless, she scrambled o
Sofie's POV"Did you hear about the professor from the faculty of botany? Allegedly, she had sex with five male professors in her faculty, and was caught on camera, and now the professors are getting fired while she's getting her license revoked, I mean how crazy is that?" Katie rambled, as we placed our food trays on the cafeteria table before taking out seats."Yeah, it's crazy. It's really crazy." I muttered, cutting the ham on my plate into smaller pieces.Katie dropped her cutleries, bunched her hands below her jaw and darted me a pointed look which caused me to sigh and also drop my own cutleries."You don't even know what I'm saying, do you?" She huffed.I made an offended noise as I glared weakly at her, "I do. You were saying something about a professor who had sex with five other professors, no?"She shook her head and said, "Okay, fine. You were listening but your mind is clearly not here, what's going on with you? I noticed you've been spacing out since the week began but
Roman's POV "Postpone my meeting with the marketing team indefinitely and tell the team leader of the auditing department to meet me in two hours for a brief meeting." I instructed Nathan, as we both walked into my office.We had just finished attending a meeting with some shareholders from other companies, and for some reason I couldn't quite fathom, most of them were asking to sell their shares to get their money back."Sir, Alexander Guilon has withdrawn from the business proposal, sir. He asked me to inform you." Nathan said, as I sat on the swivel chair.My fave contorted into a frown, as I tried to deduce what could have brought the sudden withdrawal. The Alexander Guilon I knew had been quite desperate to form a business alliance with me, so having him cancel his plea to merge our companies was really strange to hear.I shook off the irritable memories of what had transpired between us, on the last day he had been to my company as I scrolled through my tablet, to see the rest
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 "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