Roman's POV"It's good to see that you've finally accepted defeat. You will never be able to beat me, Sofie. Not in this life or the next. You will always be a wretched lowlife."That was the reel of insults I woke up to.I slowly blinked my eyes open, only for me to see the strange woman–Sofie kneeling on the floor with her hands clasped to her chest as she wept."You better go back to wherever your stupid self came from, because you are not, and will never be needed here." The voice from earlier said again.I knew who that voice belonged to. I would always be able to decipher that obnoxiously loud and chirpy voice even in a room filled with thousands of women.Lana. A voice in my mind unhelpfully supplied as she finally came within my vision."Looks like he's starting to wake up." She said, leaning over to stroke my forehead.Sofie also stood up and stood on the other side of the bed, watching me silently."What are you doing here, Lana?" I asked, as she smiled down at me.The last
Sofie's POV"Or should we just forgo cooking dinner tonight? For some reason, I have a craving for pasta today. Should we order from the new Italian restaurant across the street? That's it, I'm ordering." Amy's voice drifted into my ears as I blankly stared at the moving figures on the television screen.Somehow, I blurred her voice out instead of giving her a reply which earned me a shoulder smack from her."What did you do that for?" I winced, rubbing my shoulder."To bring you back to the world. What are you thinking so deeply about? I've beeno asking for your opinion on what to eat for dinner and you've just been staring into space. What's wrong? Are you feeling pains anywhere?" She asked, her voice softening as she eyed me."Yes." I nodded."Where?""Here." I pointed to my heart."Oh, Sofie." She muttered, and hugged me."I love you but you reek of potato chips, and it's making me nauseous." I said, barely managing to suppress my tears.Whenever she hugged me, I always felt so vu
Roman’s POV I watched with ire boiling inside me as Lana walked into the room with a smile plastered to her face."Hi, babe." Her voice wafted into my ears, and I scoffed in annoyance as I picked up a book from the nightstand, and decided to pretend I was reading it.I was not in the mood to argue with her at that moment.For an unknown reason, I felt emptier that day. And everything seemed to irk me.I hadn't seen Sofie for the past three days. I couldn't make out why her absence seemed to be affecting me so much."Aren't you even going to acknowledge my presence?" She whined, placing the gift bag in her hold on the nightstand."What are you here for?" I asked, without steering my concentration from the book."I came to apologize for how I acted the last time I was here. I'm sorry, Roman." She pouted, staring at me.I huffed. "Since you're done apologizing, you may leave.""I have a fashion show in Paris in two weeks, so I'd have to leave New York soon. " She revealed, crossing her
Sofie’s POV "Isn't that Sofie Diaz, the stinky lowlife Roman Giovanni is engaged to?" "Oh my goodness! You're right, she's the one. Funny enough I've seen her in one of my anatomy classes before. We take a few classes together and I never knew she was the one. That's so crazy!" "How else could she have been able to afford a private college?" "Yeah, I never thought of that."Those were the taunting words I heard as I retrieved my textbooks from my locker.The conversation was among three girls, who were standing idly beside an open locker behind me.I had noticed them glaring at me at the cafeteria earlier that afternoon but I paid them no attention because they certainly didn't deserve it.I took a sharp inhale to control my ire and decided to ignore them. I had no idea who they were anyway.The only person I knew in the whole school was Katie, and she had moved to London during the period I was held captive by Lana.After I woke up in the hospital, I had switched on my phone to f
Roman's POV"How come Nana hasn't come to see me yet?" I asked Damien as he cut up some apples for me. He halted, placed the half sliced apple, and knife on the plate before exchanging glances with Nathan. Nathan had come to visit me earlier with some of my staff, but my staff had already left. "I noticed something. Each time I ask you about her, you stylishly change the subject. Did something happen to her?" I darted Damien an accusatory stare. I had asked him about my grandmother the first time he came to visit me after I regained consciousness, but somehow, he managed to change the topic to the rising stocks of my company. Back then, I didn't really pay any attention to it. But when I asked him the question again a few days ago, he excused himself from the conversation and claimed he had to take an emergency call, even though his phone hadn't rang in my presence. "Is she dead?" I whispered, feeling a lump of bile clog my throat. "She's not." He replied, and I heaved a deep
Sofie's POV"Is there anything I can help you with?" Amy asked, from where she was perched on the kitchen island.I stared at the freshly rolled cinnamon roll on the baking sheet, and shook my head. "No. It's alright, I can manage."She nodded in response as she threw some popcorn into her mouth. "You know we could have ordered in some cinnamon rolls instead of you stressing yourself."I rolled my eyes. "It's been three weeks since I had home-made food, Amy and it's the baby craving for it, not me."Amy raised her hands up in surrender. "Okay, okay. I'm sorry for asking."I just scoffed before placing the cinnamon rolls into the preheated oven."By the way, you still haven't told me about how your lunch date with Damien went yesterday." I said, taking a seat beside her on the kitchen island.She blushed and I huffed in amusement.The effect Damien had on her was crazy. Her lips instantly curved into a coy smile as she fiddled with her fingers. "It wasn't a date, Sofie. We just went o
Roman's POV I inwardly groaned as I squeezed my eyes open. I groaned again when I realized that my head still throbbed with an excruciating headache. I steered my gaze sideways and immense anger siphoned through my veins, when I set my eyes on the bane of my existence. The obsessive leech who had caused Sofie and I so much problems in the short span of two months. I wondered how she managed to enter the hospital despite the fact that I had already instructed the hospital's director not to allow her in. I guessed it was time for me to withdraw my investment in the hospital, since they couldn't even protect one of their major shareholders. As I stared at her, my ire intensified and I suddenly had the urge to commit murder. Before my logical reasoning could gain control of my senses, I snapped the cannula off my wrist and stormed toward Lana. She gasped as I yanked her off the chair and slammed her against the hard wall. I wrapped my hands around her throat as I glared murderous
Sofie's POV I remained mute like a dummy as I blankly stared into space. I had desperately yearned for good news like this, but I had no idea how I was supposed to act when it finally happened. "Sofie, are you still there? Did you hang up on me?" Damien's voice wafted through my line of hearing. I forced myself out of the mini trance I was, to give him a response. "I'm still here. I'm sorry. I'm just trying to process it. So they got the warrant earlier then." I said. "Yes. They did. Thankfully. By the way, Roman just got discharged right now. I just got the message from my assistant. So you should see him soon. I have to get back to work. We need to have Lana sentenced to jail as soon as possible." Damien explained. "Right. You should. Thanks for everything, Damien." "There's no need to thank me, Sofie. Take care of yourself, and have a nice day." He said, and hung up. I mindlessly stared at my phone for a while as various unhinged thoughts assailed my mind, with the most pro