"You are my wife, but I will not fuck or touch you from today on, understand? You won't even sleep in my bed. You wanted my name, didn't you? Well, you have it now. Make good use of it." Luca Bianchi, is a famous Italian CEO, who runs his family's business. He is handsome, rich, and attractive and would be the husband material, If he wasn't a monster. He is forced to marry the stubborn and obstinate Sofia Morelli, his father's protégé. Sofia has had feelings for Luca since he first kissed her years ago. Sofia Morelli is the perfect wife living in a nightmare.
View MoreLuca BianchiDays later...I was awakened by the flash of daylight entering my room. I whimpered a little and tried to cover my eyes, but felt my sheets being pulled away.“What hell!” I put the pillow over my head.“Get up!” My father's shrill voice came ripping through my ears.I sat up in bed and pulled back the sheets to cover my nakedness. My head was burning from the hangover of the night before.I looked at the elegant figure of my father in front of me. Well-fitted suit and the posture of an English lord. He was the older version of me. Looking at him, it was like knowing what I would look like in a few years.He walked across the room and threw the empty whiskey glass, which was on my bedside table, on the floor.“Aren't you supposed to be working?”“Today is Sunday! Who works on Sunday?”“Today is Friday! But even if it were Sunday, a man committed to his work is not bound by dates.” I got up and put on a sweatshirt.“I am an extremely committed man at work, Dad. Everything
Sofia Morelli6 years later...“Sofia! Turn off this stupid phone!” The teacher shouted loudly, for the third time.I press my phone scream, but it didn”t stop ring. It was a call from my father. The fourth one I couldn”t answer.I looked at Professor Rossi, trying to make him understand me, and went back to the screen of my rebellious phone. I finally managed to reject my father”s call. This was something I could deal with later. I just hope it”s nothing serious.Professor Rossi walked towards me and stopped with his hand outstretched. I gave him my cell phone and crossed my arms in a frown.“I want to talk to you after class, miss Moretti.” He said, as he walked back to the board. I”m in a trouble here! “He wants to see you after class? Either you”re in trouble, or it”s something sexual.” My best friend Manuela murmured.“Manu!” I scolded her.“Manu what? He”s so delicious, Sofia. Look at that ass.” I tried not look at my art history teacher”s ass while he wrote on the board, but i
Sofia MorelliDo you know what it is like when you are about four meters away from your freedom? That's right. I was exactly in this situation at now.I looked out the huge window of my room and wondered if an instant of freedom was worth the risk. Maybe it wasn't, but I was still going to run.Going out the window in the dead of night was not my cup of tea, but what's a broken leg in front of a possibility of a night of fun?I put one foot out, then the other, propped myself up on the ledge, and then climbed down the side stair. I took a small leap to the floor, which came out noisier than I expected. I tripped over some vases in the garden, drawing more attention than I had planned in my criminal mind, then ran to the back garden.All I had to do was jump over another 10 foot high wall and I would be free.I ran on tiptoe to keep it quiet, but the sound of my breathing and my heart beating uncontrollably was deafening.I was a terrible fugitive!I stopped in front of the wall, which
Sofia MorelliDo you know what it is like when you are about four meters away from your freedom? That's right. I was exactly in this situation at now.I looked out the huge window of my room and wondered if an instant of freedom was worth the risk. Maybe it wasn't, but I was still going to run.Going out the window in the dead of night was not my cup of tea, but what's a broken leg in front of a possibility of a night of fun?I put one foot out, then the other, propped myself up on the ledge, and then climbed down the side stair. I took a small leap to the floor, which came out noisier than I expected. I tripped over some vases in the garden, drawing more attention than I had planned in my criminal mind, then ran to the back garden.All I had to do was jump over another 10 foot high wall and I would be free.I ran on tiptoe to keep it quiet, but the sound of my breathing and my heart beating uncontrollably was deafening.I was a terrible fugitive!I stopped in front of the wall, which
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