Roman's POVI nodded at Nathan as he flung the car door open before getting in, and relaxing against the car seat.Afterwards, I retrieved my iPad from my briefcase, and ran through my schedule for the day again even though I had been briefed on it by Nathan.I sighed as various unbridled thoughts assailed my head.What the hell had I done? Was I even in the right state of mind?I had picked up a random stranger from the club, fucked her and as if that wasn't enough, I had paid her to help me lie to my grandmother.I scoffed inwardly, shaking my head at my absolute idiocy.Well, it couldn't be helped now. I just had to hope I hadn't mistakenly taken a serial killer into my house to pose as my fiancée.Almost immediately after the thoughts flew out of my mind, guilt enveloped me.I thought back to Sofie.The vulnerable Sofie who I met at the bar. She didn't seem dangerous that night. If she was, she would have probably brutalized the pervert that was bugging her even before I got there
Sofie’s POVI giggled to myself as I read through some memes on the internet while trying to free my mind from the thought of Roman and I sharing a bed tonight.It wasn't supposed to be a big deal because we had both seen each other's nakedness the night before, and we had also fucked like rabbits in heat.So, why was the thought making me restless?I didn't even know how I was supposed to act around Roman now."It's just sleeping together on the same bed, Sofie. Nothing else could possibly happen between the both of you. It'll be fine. Put your mind at rest." I chanted like a mantra to myself as I dropped my phone on the bed and got out of bed.Roman had even included it in the contract that we were only going to be affectionate when it was needed, and I knew he'd definitely not go back on his words and before I knew it, the hundred days would be over and we'd be out of each other's lives. I reassured myself with a satisfied nod as I paced around the room.Then, there was a knock on
Roman’s POV"Mio nipote, how are you doing today?" Nana asked from the other end of the phone, to which I just shrugged even though she couldn't see me."Good. How are you, ma?" "I'm good too. No, even good is an understatement. I am elated, delighted, excited and slightly nervous too." Nana chattered excitedly which made a smile curve my lips."Today is D-Day, Romano. Hope you haven't forgotten about it?""Of course not, ma. What do you take me for?" I huffed."I'm sorry, darling. You know you've deceived this old woman so much that she doesn't even know when you are telling the truth. Remember some years back when you told me you were dating one lady, Lana or what was her name? Correct me." She said."Yes, Lana. You got it right. Well, things didn't work out between the both of us. I'm sorry, ma.""It's fine. There's no need to apologize. You haven't done anything wrong. You have to choose someone who you are sure you want to spend the rest of your life with and vice versa. But I k
Sofie’s POVI walked into the bustling restaurant with quick, confident strides even though anxiety simmered within me. I clutched my handbag tightly as I reached the backroom, and came face to face with the door to my boss' office.“Sofie?” I heard someone call just as I was about to knock on the door. I tilted my neck sideways, and smiled when I saw who it was. “Brian.” I said as he walked up to me, returning my smile with a wide grin. Brian Goshen was also a worker at the restaurant. He was the coworker who I was closest to. “Sofie. Where did you run off to? I've been trying to call you for three good days, yet your line is always busy. What happened to you? Where did you suddenly sprout out from?” He asked as he held my hand. I grimaced before reciting the carefully-rehearsed lie I had prepared yesterday. “Actually, I had an emergency. A family emergency. My parents forced me to go and the place had no reception, so I couldn't take anyone's call nor could I place calls to peo
Roman’s POV"Welcome home, young master." Antonio greeted as I handed him my briefcase."Thanks. Where is Sofie? Is she ready yet?" I asked, glancing down at my wristwatch."Yes, sir. The stylists just left not quite long ago, sir.""Okay." I nodded before sprinting up the stairs.I rubbed my palms together when I reached the door, feeling a weird sort of excitement sizzle within me.It wasn't as if I was excited to see what outfit Sofie was wearing though. I just wanted to get the meeting done, and over with.Yes. That was it.I pushed the door open while inwardly hoping I didn't catch Sofie in an awkward situation.My jaw dropped like literally dropped on seeing the ang-I mean, Sofie.I looked her up and down, lust mixed with fascination settling inside me.The stylists had done a great job and for a moment, I thought of calling Nana to cancel the meeting.I just wanted to bend Sofie over the dresser, and turn her into a whimpering mess.What did she think she was doing dressed up s
Sofie's POVI walked closely behind Roman, almost gluing myself to him as we walked into the ginormous expanse of his grandmother's mansion.If I had thought Roman's house to be magnificent, then this mansion was by far grandiose.Even grandiose couldn't describe the medieval-themed mansion, it was opulently breathtaking."You are welcome home, young master." A formally dressed middle-aged man greeted us as we crossed the threshold.Roman handed his coat to the man, "Thanks. Where's grandma?" "She's in her bedroom, sir." He replied.The man who later introduced himself as Daniel made to ease my coat off my body and I just held up a hand and shook my head in calm negation."You are not feeling hot?" Roman's voice rang into my ears as he drew back a dining chair for me to sit.I perched on the chair, "Yes. I'm fine like this." I said, to which he nodded before he scanned the room, and brushed my forehead with a kiss which made Daniel, and the maids setting the table look away, to give
Roman's POV"Romano, you are not saying anything." Nana said, and I broke the stunned gaze Sofie and I were currently sharing.I was so astounded by the sudden discussion about marriage that I didn't even know what to say, but I knew I had to utter a word to at least counter Nana's marriage plans before the situation escalated."I-err," I looked from Sofie to Nana, "Sofie and I are not in a hurry to get married, Nana. I hope you can understand, ma. We want to learn each other's differences, and what not before getting married an-""How many years have the both of you been together? When did you start dating?""Two years. We started dating two years ago.""It's been almost a year." Sofie and I blurted out at the same time which made Nana frown, and caused Sofie to dart a frightened stare at me.Fuck. I quickly salvaged the situation by placing a hand over Sofie's, "What Sofie means is that we met two years ago but we officially started dating about a year ago." I smoothly lied."Oh. V
Sofie's POVWhat exactly could he want to see them for? I wondered within myself as the car steered to a half in front of my parents' shabby place of abode.Roman darted me a stare, "Shall we?"I nodded, "Yes." It wasn't as if he cared about my opinion anyway. I thought to myself as we trekked into the house together.Walking inside me anxious as the memories from that day with Mr Alexander Guilon floated into my mind.Roman is here now. I have him to protect me for a while. He won't let them harm me. I reassured myself.As usual, my parents were lazily splayed on the couch together watching a rerun of a Mexican telenovela that Mum was particularly obsessed with.They must have sensed our silhouettes hovering over the entranceway as they both turned their heads around to glare at me in particular, paying no attention to Roman.Mum shot up from the chair, triggered, "You stupid slut. I regret ever giving birth to you. I should have gotten rid of you immediately when I found out about
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