Sofia's POV"Checkmate..." I chuckled lightly as I kicked my opponent's king piece from the cheese board.Slowly, my eyes tilt up to see the eyes of the macho men on me from the different angles they hung around.Tedros still had an angered look plastered on his face because I defeated him twice already.It's Sunday evening. Days after Mr. Pompous left the mansion.I thought he would return today since Teresa claimed he was away until the end of the just concluded week but there has been no sight of him.All these days, I've been making dinner for his men in the building, and at first, it was challenging.They looked down on me thinking I was their Boss' pet but I did not argue.They had no idea I was still a prisoner.They barely eat the first night I prepared and claimed that the meal tasted bad.Teresa says it was good and I had a taste too.I came up with the plan where I cook but Teresa pretends she did and serve them as she usually does.As expected, they hailed her and complime
Sofia's POVHow dare he try to die without telling me the truth of the matter?There entire time I saw him as a complete monster who is irredeemable but it turns out he is only helping me to believe so.Not only did he lie about not saving me from the cell, but he also took the blame for killing my landlord and the tenants.Why? The biggest question I wanted this monster to answer.He can't die and leave me in suspense.No, I won't let him.I heard incoming footsteps behind me and turned to see his gangsters marching towards me with rifles under the leadership of one who I recognized.The dude I kicked at the door.He was still alive. Good. But staggering, must be a painful experience.I saw them slowly raising their weapons and without thinking twice, I picked Mr Pompous ' fallen pistol and turned to them.His body fell from my hand to the ground and he let out a groan."Stand back," I warned, aiming the gun at them with shivering fingers.I was fvcking scared but kept a straight fac
Sofia's POV'Do you have anything new?' After sending the message, I scrolled through my recent chat with Sarah on the dark web and noticed something from the information she had given me the last time.I completely believed the devil in an Armani suit was responsible and did not think much about the mercenaries.Sarah says the information she got says they were Italian mercenaries with classified weapons and the underground government of California had allowed them to escape after the operation.According to Sarah, they might be after some high-tech material but that does that warrant the killing of people.What tech material would be there in the first place?These are many questions I would think about if I didn't hear Sonia spill the truth while thinking Mr. Pompous had received the call.The one thing that rang like a bell was that the only reason I'm not dead is because I'm in Mr Pompous' territory where those mercenaries cannot come. That answers the question of who they came
Sofia's POV"Sofia...." Sonia mumbled my name with a smile on her face.When did she come back? And what is she doing here?"Hey.." I managed to respond. She was here for what had happened to Mr Pompous.The smile made my heart relax a bit. Sofia doesn't look angry so it means the man in Armani suit is alright.It was becoming extremely difficult to call him a devil knowing he is the reason I'm alive.He wasn't trying to protect me when he kidnapped me but he indirectly shielded me from the international assassins. Pwww!"How is he?... I mean how are you?" I stammered, unsure of which to ask first.I was worried about Mr. Pompous but couldn't show it in front of his worker, Sonia.Sonia was good at beaming endless smiles. "He's alright. How are you Sofia?" She redirects my question making me rub the side of my face."I think I'm good" I responded. The look on Sonia's face was indifferent.Without waiting for her to raise the topic, I said quickly, "I didn't do it. Whatever they said--
It wasn't just the story of a random person. It was Sonia Quinn's.She saw the look on my face and slowly nodded with a bitter smile, "Yes. It's me. I always wanted to kill him even if I died doing it... His men raped me 551 times and he did 49 times... I've been counting each time they had their way. I know I was never going to be the same person at the end of it, I was a broken useless woman and he really thinks a few days of love from him would magically brainwash me. You know people say after they take revenge they don't feel any better or different, yes, I was still the same woman who would be forever ashamed to be with a good man knowing-- " She halts sharply and shook her head, "My virginity is not restored, my life would only get worse but at least, I made the world one less of a bad monster like him. I don't care if his emotion towards me was truly changed. His family did not kill me, instead, they kept me with the plan to do it once I delivered his child, the heir of the fam
Sofia's POVI'm sure he could see my red cheeks so I shyly covered and took a peak to see the unchanging cold gaze he wore."I didn't ask you to seat there" His words were firm and I wore a frown that made my cheeks become normal.He wanted me to take the chair but, I pout my lips and shook my head."Don't push my hands, Sofia.." Mr Pompous warned me with murderous stares from him but I wasn't moved a bit."You're forgetting you're injured..." I reminded and moved my gaze to his well-bandaged arm.Fury flashed across his eyes and he rose to a seating position making me prepare in case he tried to attack."Are you here to mock me? I asked for Sonia not you " He told me with an arrogant look on his face."Well, Sonia is not available.." It was impossible not to peak a gaze at his exposed chest and the narrow line that ran down his stomach.Freaking hot! I bit my lower lip again.He caught me staring, oh fvck!His expression was dark and I scratched the back of my neck when he asked, "Ho
Sofia's POV Before I realized what was going on, my hands have been cuffed to the headboard restricting the movement of my arms. Holy shit! What are handcuffs doing in his bedroom? Was he an undercover cop or something? I dared not mention a word about it. All I could do was run my eyes around his fine frame and be mesmerized by it. I was high on his man. Mr. Pompous cuffed my legs to the lower edges of the bed before plucking off the needle attached to his wrist.I gasped in shock and couldn't help but say, "Are you trying to get yourself killed?" The bag was half filled, meaning he needed to get everything into his system but he just interrupted the transfusion process.His frame hovered over my still body and he sniffed my neck like a predator preparing to devour a terrified prey.The thought of struggling with his cuffs did not even flash through my head for a moment.If this happened days before, I'll scream like a scaredy fox and feared he would do something bad to me.Prob
Clancy's POV"Fvck!" I cursed under my breath as I glared furiously at the bulge in my pants.It's been ten minutes since I left Sofia Dante to this hallway and this johnny is yet to shrink.That Senorita had turned me on in a way I've never felt before and the urge to turn her over and fvck her face down was strong.But then, she must kneel before I do so.I might have bent a little when it comes to Sofia but on this aspect, she won't get what she wants freely.She is stubborn and needs to understand that she cannot always get what she so desires.I never planned on touching her, did not even think about having her barge into my room but here I am with a bulge that refuses to go down. Sofia's seduction is so strong that she doesn't even realize it herself. Her presence alone is enough to get a man craving madly for her. Maybe it's just me alone and not everyone because I never felt this way when I first met her. I felt something over time but it has gotten so bad right now.My ob