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
Lana's POV"I guess even Roman can't save both you and the bastard you're carrying." I smirked as I brought the knife closer to Sofie's abdomen."I will do anything you want me to do, Lana. Please don't touch an innocent child who didn't even wrong you." She begged, with tears cascading down her face.I smiled, satisfied as I looked from Sofie to Roman who was still struggling to ease himself from underneath my men's combined weights."Give up, babe. You can never get out of there." I yelled across the bunker, which drew out a chuckle from my dad.Eww, it sounded cringey as hell to call the deadbeat my dad. But I had to do what I had to do to get his assistance and trust, even if that meant using his guilt against him.I darted him a fake smile. "Glad to see that you're enjoying yourself, dad."He nodded. "I sure am. You sure know how to put on an entertaining show, darling."I just smiled again before I turned to Sofie whose cries had now been reduced to soft whimpers."You called th
Sofie's POV"Roman, please don't sleep. Don't leave me alone in this world. Don't even think of going anywhere without me!" I screamed when Roman groaned again and fluttered his eyes closed.With a painful growl, he weakly flapped his eyes open and threw me a small smile.He gasped as he slowly stretched his arm outward toward me. When he saw that it was pointless and he could not reach me, he groaned again and gave up."I'm going out for a smoke." Alexander said, and without as much as a backward glance, he exited the building.I had no idea why he was even there or what his relationship with Lana was, but at that moment, his presence wasn't important to me, Roman's life was.I burst into fresh tears as I watched him fight for his life on the floor, which was now a mini pool of his blood.I wanted to be by his side so bad. I wanted to reassure him that everything would eventually be fine, even though the future seemed bleak."If I can't have him, no one should." Lana changed as she r
Roman's POVI squeezed my eyes open and found myself drenched in my own sweat.It seemed as though I had been running from something or someone but I just couldn't remember whoever or whatever it was.With a dissatisfied groan, I yanked myself up from the bed, made my bed before trekking to the bathroom to take a quick shower.I didn't even know what day of the week today was.It felt as though I had slept for eighty years instead of eight hours.Afterward, I threw on a pair of denim pants and a black t-shirt before heading downstairs for breakfast.My lips curved upward in a smile when I saw my mum dishing out breakfast for that morning."Good morning, mum." I said, pressing a peck to her cheek.She turned to face me as she mirrored my smile. Hope you had a lovely night, baby?""Yes, mum." I nodded, before retrieving some clean eating utensils and bringing them to the table."You're such a good boy, Roman unlike that lazy being called Rachel." Mum patted my back and shook her head."
Sofie's POVI woke up with a start and a choked gasp.Clasping my hand over my chest, I looked down at my hand, and saw that my wrist was cannulated with a pack of saline solution embedded into the cannula.I fixated my gaze on the window for some minutes, trying to recall what must have happened, for me to have ended up in an hospital.I squinted when the illuminating rays of sunlight seeped through the window blinds and struck my eyes."Thank goodness you are finally awake, Sofie. I was so worried." I was startled when a familiar, feminine voice from beside me spoke.I looked in the direction of the voice and a shocked gasp escaped my throat as tears pooled in my eyes.It was Amy, my best friend who I had last seen six months ago, and she was here with me in the hospital room with a tired smile curving her lips.As I wordlessly gaped at her, the gory memories of everything that happened before I fainted suddenly descended on me with force, and I burst into bitter tears.I had watche
Sofie's POV"Thanks a lot, doctor." I said as my obstetrician handed me a packet of vitamins.She just smiled and waved me off. "Please, Sofie. When will you stop addressing me so formally? Please call me Kylie.""Alright, Miss Kylie." I replied, mirroring her smile.She just shook her head and sighed. "You are insufferable. By the way, did my brother tell you when he's coming over today?""He told me he has work throughout today but he'd surely come by tomorrow." I supplied, to which she nodded."How are you holding up by the way? I can't even imagine how hard everything must be right now for you." She said, throwing me a sympathetic stare.I shrugged, in a bid to seem strong to her. "I'm holding up well. Thanks for your concern, Miss Kylie.""No problem, Sofie. Also, don't forget that if you need anything, I mean anything at all, don't hesitate to let me know, okay?""Okay." I whispered as tears clogged my throat, making it impossible for me to speak properly."Alright then, Sofie.
Roman's POVI stared at my mum with my mouth hanging open in shock."So I'm dead." I reiterated, and mum shook her head with a sigh."No, honey. You are not dead yet but if you keep staying with us, it is a matter of time before you fully join us here." She explained."So you guys are dead then." I said."You hit the nail right on the head." Rachel nodded."Wait, do you know what happened to me? Was I in a sort of accident or something? Why can't I remember anything?" I rambled out."You were shot by a psychopathic bitch." Rachel chipped in."Language, princess. Language." Dad chided her."What? I may not be alive but if I were to be, I'd punch the bitch in the guts. How dare she do this to my brother?" Rachel spat angrily."Don't listen to her, Roman. You can't remember anything because that is how the universe works. When you are in this world, you won't remember anything from that world and vice versa." Mum explained, and I nodded."So what is going to happen to me now? How do I go
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