"It's lunchtime. So let's have lunch," Leonardo said, his arms gently wrapping around his wife's waist, pulling her closer to him. They decided to dine at the renowned restaurant in Venice, Terrazza Danieli, which offered one of the most breathtaking views in the city. From their table, they could marvel at the splendor of the Grand Canal, Punta Della Dogana, Giudecca, and San Giorgio Maggiore, all while being enveloped in a romantic atmosphere.Leonardo lovingly allowed Sofia to take the lead in ordering their food. She chose the delectable Dandolo risotto with sea urchin, sole, and fresh tomatoes. As they waited for their order to arrive, they delighted in the captivating view before them. The soft breeze caressed their faces, and the distant sounds of gondolas and laughter filled the air, enhancing the enchanting ambiance.When the food arrived, they savored each bite as if they were experiencing culinary perfection. The divine flavors seemed to dance on their taste buds, but it wa
As the gondola glided gracefully through the serene waters of Venice, Leonardo and Sofia were lost in their own world of passion and love. Under the famous Bridge of Sighs, they shared an intimate moment, their lips locked in a desperate, hungry kiss.Leonardo's desire for his wife was evident as he deepened the kiss, sucking her lips with a fierce intensity. Sofia welcomed his advances eagerly, her own passion mirroring his. Their tongues danced in a sensual embrace, their bodies pressed close together in a heated union. The world around them faded into oblivion as they were consumed by the ardor of their love.Sofia's teeth grazed over Leonardo's bottom lip, eliciting a low groan from him. He pulled her closer, their bodies pressed against each other, their connection palpable. The intensity of their passion was evident as they explored each other's mouths, their breaths mingling with a sense of urgency.Their intimate moment was shattered by the sound of gunfire echoing through the
The goons seized Leonardo, dragging him along without resistance. Deep inside, he felt a grim acceptance of his fate – the meeting he had been avoiding for months was finally upon him. They blindfolded Leonardo and tightened the handcuffs, ensuring he couldn't escape.“Boss, we got him here,” one of the henchmen reported to their leader. The blindfold was yanked off, and Leonardo squinted, trying to adjust his eyes to the dimly lit, dank room.“Leonardo Morelli!” a gravelly voice growled, and he turned his head to see his captor. Leonardo was momentarily bewildered; he had never laid eyes on this man before. But it didn't take long to put the pieces together."You may not know me, but I know you well, Don Morelli. I am Enzo, Don Adrik was my brother, and you killed him ruthlessly, shattering the Russian Mafia along with him." Enzo spat the words out with venomous hatred.“Enzo, you haven't learned anything from your brother's death,” Leonardo shook his head with a hint of pity.“Leona
His hands crawled down her stomach toward her vagina. He slowly parted her folds, and her breathing increased. Sofia knew what was coming next. Leonardo pressed his thumb on her sensitive bud and drew circles over her clit, making her gasp and moan more. He left her nipples and looked up into her eyes."I want to taste you, love," he announced and dragged himself down until he was between her legs. He grabbed her thighs slightly harder and parted them wider."I want you to look at me, love, when I pleasure you with my tongue," he commanded and dipped his head into her pussy.He brushed his tongue on her clit before catching it between his lips and sucking hard. Her hip jerked upwards as the sensation he was causing was too much for her to compose herself. He chuckled before holding her hips, pinning her to the bed. He trailed his tongue along the length of her pussy, licking her wetness. He dipped his thick damp tongue into her hole and began pumping in and out."Oh! God! Leonardo… yo
Sofia slowly opened her eyes, greeted by the sight of the most beautiful pair of grey eyes staring back at her. "Hey, you woke up," she said to Leonardo, and in response, she received a gentle kiss from him."Yes, my love. Why did you wake up? I was enjoying watching you sleep," he replied, showering sloppy kisses on her face."When did you become a pervert?" she asked, giggling.He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly, and replied, "I am a pervert only for you, baby girl."As he leaned in, his hot, warm lips attacked her neck, and she tried to push him away playfully. "Wait... wait... aren't you getting late for your office?" she managed to ask between moans as he nipped at the soft skin of her neck."No, I don't have to go to the office today. I have a day off," he said, inhaling in the crook of her neck."Really? And what is the occasion?" she asked, gently massaging his scalp."We have to attend a party in the evening," he said casually."What kind of a party?" she as
As everyone gathered around them, the atmosphere buzzed with excitement and anticipation. Leonardo, dressed in a dashing suit, scanned the crowd with a mix of gratitude and nerves. Among the sea of familiar faces, he spotted his family and Sofia's family, all beaming with joy. Additionally, he noticed their wedding guests from the past and influential personalities who had joined them before had returned once again to witness this momentous occasion. The media, well-prepared for the event, eagerly poised themselves to capture every detail.Taking a moment to compose himself, Leonardo cleared his throat, a sign that he was about to address the gathered guests. "Good evening, everyone, and thank you for joining us," he began, his voice carrying a mix of sincerity and emotion. "You must be wondering why I suddenly planned this party."As he paused, his gaze shifted to Sofia, who looked back at him with curious and affectionate eyes, clearly intrigued by what he was about to say."I want
In a moment filled with emotion, Leonardo went down on his knees, the anticipation evident in his eyes. Gently holding Sofia's hand in his, he began, "My angel! My sunshine! Will you marry me... again? Because I love you so much, Sofia Leonardo Morelli, and I can't fathom a life without you. You are my everything, and believe me, no one can love you more than I do. I will make sure of it."Despite her eyes becoming moist, Sofia couldn't help but giggle at his heartfelt words. Leonardo continued, his sincerity shining through, "Will you be my wife and the mother of my children, not only in this life but in every life we are born into? I want you as my wife and my better half for seven lives and more. Only you."He stayed there on his knees, patiently awaiting her response. With a gentle nod of her head, she whispered, "Yes, Mr. Morelli, I will marry you again, and again, and again, and I love you too."Overwhelmed with joy, Leonardo took out a ring box from his pocket, revealing a hea
Kat stormed toward Emma, her anger evident as she lashed out in jealousy and frustration. "You have seen Leonardo propose and confess his love for Sofia, Mom. Now, what will you do? What are you going to say about it? If you didn't stop me that day, I would have created problems in Sofia's life, and Leonardo would have been proposing to me," Kat fumed out of jealousy.Emma gritted her teeth, watching her daughter mumbling with stupidity. Sometimes, she doubted if Kat was truly her daughter, given her lack of patience. "Shut up, Kat. I am also not happy with that news. I am already angry. Don't put oil in it. Or else you have to deal with my anger," Emma retorted, glaring at her daughter. Then, her attention shifted to Diana, who was observing the couple with envious eyes.This sight pleased Emma, and her mood brightened up. She saw an opportunity to exploit Diana's emotions and fulfill her scheme to drive Sofia and Leonardo apart. Emma believed Sofia didn't deserve the happiness and t
The soft rustling of the curtains filled the quiet bedroom as the moonlight streamed in through the open windows, casting silver streaks across the floor. The night air was cool and still, carrying with it a sense of calm that the couple hadn’t felt in days. Dinner had been quiet, filled with concerned glances from Leonardo’s parents and affectionate giggles from their children, Vincenzo and Lucia. But now, in the sanctuary of their room, it was just the two of them—no distractions, no interruptions.Sofia sat on the edge of the bed, brushing her fingers over the blanket absentmindedly. Leonardo stood by the door for a moment, watching her. She looked fragile in the dim light, her hand resting protectively over her belly, her long lashes casting shadows on her cheeks.He finally walked toward her, kneeling in front of her like a man seeking redemption.“I owe you an apology,” he said softly. “Not just for last night, but for all the times I let my anger win. For making you feel like y
When Leonardo finally arrived home in his disheveled state, guilt weighing heavy on his shoulders, he found Sofia waiting for him near the front door. Her phone trembled in her tight grip, and the moment she saw him, she shot to her feet, rushing toward him.She threw herself into his arms, her body shaking as tears streamed down her cheeks. “Where were you the whole night, Leonardo?” she cried, her voice breaking. “Who does this to his pregnant wife after a small fight, huh?”Her sobs echoed in the hallway as she pressed her face against his chest. Leonardo’s heart shattered at the sound of her pain. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her tightly as though he could shield her from everything—including himself.“I’m sorry, amore mio,” he whispered, lowering his head and pressing his lips to her hair. “It won’t ever happen again. I swear.”Sofia pulled back slightly, just enough to look into his stormy grey eyes with her tear-filled blue ones. Her voice was soft, but the words st
Leonardo stared at Ava, his heart sinking with helplessness. He still couldn't believe what had happened. The reality of his marriage, his love for Sofia, stood like an immovable wall between them. No—he loved Sofia, more than words could ever express, and the mere thought of betraying her, even if he didn’t remember every detail of the night, made him feel like a criminal.God, what have I done?He turned his gaze away, guilt consuming every corner of his mind. Ava was sitting on the edge of the bed, the sheet pulled around her like a fragile veil, watching him with eyes full of something that looked like hope. But staying here any longer would only be a bigger mistake. Whatever happened last night—it shouldn’t have.“I have to go,” Leonardo muttered, already stepping toward the door.His hand had just touched the knob when a trembling voice froze him in place. “Leo…” Ava whispered, her voice broken. “I’m very alone.”He stood still, his back to her. The image of Sofia’s face flashe
Ava reached out, her fingers tracing lightly along Leonardo’s chest as she whispered soft, seductive words into his ear. But even in his dazed state, his reaction was immediate and fierce—he jerked away, his eyes clouded and nearly closed, yet his actions were furious as he shoved her hand aside with surprising strength.“Ouch,” she muttered, stunned more by the rejection than the force. His body was firm, solid like carved marble, and every part of her ached with longing. She had dreamed of this moment for years, and now that he was here—in her home, in her bed—she couldn't accept defeat.But it was clear: he wasn’t yielding.Frustrated, Ava stepped back and signaled her driver, who had been waiting just outside the door. Without exchanging a word, he entered the room and silently helped her undress Leonardo—his limbs heavy, his consciousness fading. She administered another dose of the sedative, watching his breathing slow as the drug took effect.Only then did she dismiss the drive
Sofia didn’t want to call her—not now, not ever. It went against every ounce of pride she still had. The very idea of reaching out to her to ask about her own husband made her stomach twist with humiliation. But her instincts as a wife were louder than her ego. Something deep within her, something raw and unexplainable, told her she had to find Leonardo—and that she would do whatever it took.With a shaky breath, she tapped the name on her phone screen. The dial tone rang only twice.“Ava, hi,” she said softly as the call connected, trying to sound composed.There was a pause before Ava responded, her voice low, almost too calm. “Sofia,” she said, the way one might say the name of an unexpected guest. “What makes you call me today?”Sofia hesitated, swallowing the lump in her throat. “Um… is my husband with you?” she asked carefully, every word laced with tension.There was a sharp inhale from the other side.“Your husband? And you don’t know where he is?” Ava’s tone instantly shifted
Sofia panicked when Leonardo didn’t return home the whole day. They had never had such a big fight before. But this time, Leonardo was furious—angrier than she had ever seen him.She could have endured his shouting, even his frustration, but his silence and the way he walked away without saying a word—she couldn’t bear that. Her heart pounded with restlessness, every instinct screaming that something was about to go terribly wrong. She couldn’t let the rift between them grow any deeper. Swallowing her pride, she picked up the phone and called him.But he didn’t answer.Still, she didn’t stop. She kept calling until, eventually, his phone was switched off, and all her calls went straight to voicemail. He had never avoided her like this before.It broke her.Sofia wanted to make things right between them—she was willing to do anything to fix it. She loved him too much to lose him. But the pain of his silence was unbearable. Tears welled in her eyes and spilled down her cheeks before she
The bar was dimly lit and half-empty, just the way he liked it.Leonardo sat at the far corner, swirling a glass of whiskey between his fingers. The burn in his throat did nothing to dull the ache in his chest.His mind kept replaying her words. I was scared. I didn’t know how to tell you. And then his own: You’re not the Sofia I married.He wanted to hate her. But the image of her trembling on the staircase, her eyes wide with guilt and pain, haunted him.But still, it felt like the cruelest betrayal—by the woman he loved most. How could she do this? If she didn’t want the baby, the least she could have done was talk to him first, share her fears, her doubts. The baby was his, too. It wasn’t just her choice to make. Maybe, together, they would have found a way. But deciding everything on her own? That was unfair. Unfair to him. Unfair to their family. Unfair to the innocent life growing inside her—their unborn child.Leonardo sat at the far end of the dimly lit bar, his fingers cl
Ava didn’t knock. She barged into Leonardo Morelli’s office, pushing past his startled assistant who tried, and failed, to stop her.“Leo!” she called out, breathless, clutching the handle of her handbag like it could steady her.Leonardo didn’t look up from his desk. The light from the tall windows behind him bathed the room in a golden haze, highlighting his sharp jaw and perfectly pressed suit. He was every bit the mafia king—cold, composed, and commanding.He exhaled sharply when he heard her voice. “Ava, I’m busy,” he said flatly, not bothering to mask his irritation. “You’re not supposed to be here.”“I know,” she replied, stepping in further. Her tone was soft but determined. “But I had to come. You can be angry at me later, but right now… you need to hear this.”Leonardo finally raised his head, his expression unreadable. “If this is about a deal or your family’s shares—”“It’s not,” Ava cut in. “It’s about Sofia.”His jaw tightened at the mention of his wife’s name.“I saw he
It was a usual morning, and Sofia was getting ready for a meeting early in the day. Leonardo had cautioned her not to overwork herself, and she had assured him she was fine and wouldn’t let anything happen to the baby. They hadn’t told Vincenzo and Lucia about her pregnancy yet, deciding to wait a few months before announcing it to the family.Suddenly, Sofia’s phone rang—it was her gynecologist. Her heart instantly filled with unease, as Dr. Martinez didn’t usually call her directly.“Hey, Doc,” Sofia answered.“Good morning, Sofia,” Dr. Martinez’s voice came through the speaker. “How are you feeling today?”“I’m fine, Doctor,” Sofia replied skeptically. “What’s wrong?”There was a brief pause before Dr. Martinez sighed. “Sofia, can you come to my clinic today?”“Okay…” Sofia answered, her grip tightening on the phone.“And don’t come alone, okay?” Dr. Martinez advised.Sofia’s heart started pounding. “Doctor, is everything alright with my pregnancy?” she asked, her voice laced with