"Carlo, just get out of this matter. I will explain everything to you when I come home. At this time, you just go away from here. Let me handle this," Emma pleaded, her panic evident in her voice. Leonardo couldn't help but notice the sudden change in her demeanor – the same woman who had threatened them moments ago now seemed terrified. "No, Emma, we have to solve this right now. Just leave Sofia. We will talk about it and put the gun down. Where the hell did you get this gun?" Carlo's voice carried a mix of concern and frustration as he confronted his wife. Leonardo realized that Emma must have stolen Carlo's gun. The revelation further cemented his belief in the depths of her evil nature. He couldn't comprehend how someone could be so selfish and heartless, not even sparing a thought for her husband's feelings or safety. "Don't give me your lecture, Carlo. I am not in the mood to listen to any of your nonsense. I know that Sofia is your daughter from Lucia, and I hate her for tha
Sofia's heart ached, her emotions conflicting as she fought against feeling anything for the people who had never cared for her. But family ties ran deep, and despite her best efforts, she couldn't deny the pain she saw in her father's eyes. Carlo cried inconsolably, clutching Emma's lifeless body tightly against him. Tears streamed down his face, his cheeks glistening with sorrow, and his body trembled as he silently wept.Sofia turned her teary eyes toward Leonardo, seeking support and understanding. He gently unwrapped his arm from around her, gesturing for her to go to her father. Slowly, she approached Carlo, her heart heavy with the weight of the situation. She had never been in a position to comfort anyone before, let alone her own father. This tragedy was partly due to her own past, and she felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.With trembling hands, she placed one on her father's shoulder. Carlo turned his head toward her, his eyes red and filled with tears. "Dad," Sofia whisp
Amidst the awe-inspiring surroundings, Sofia's eyes instantly locked on Leonardo, her soon-to-be husband. He stood tall, exuding confidence and elegance in his black three-piece suit. Her heart skipped a beat as she took in his striking appearance. Her mind playfully wandered into a realm of desire, appreciating every inch of his perfectly sculpted frame."Get a grip, girl," she scolded herself internally, blushing at her perverted thoughts about her future husband. This was her wedding day, after all.As Sofia walked toward the stage, her eyes remained fixated on Leonardo, unable to tear her gaze away. He was the center of her universe, and today, he would become her partner for eternity. Her father, Carlo, let go of her hand when Leonardo extended his, gracefully asking for hers. Her heart swelled with joy as she slipped her hand into his, feeling the warmth of his touch, comforting and reassuring.Leonardo guided her up the small step to the platform where he stood, and she felt a
After a delectable dinner at their wedding reception, Sofia and Leonardo eagerly departed for the surprise Domenico had meticulously planned for them. Domenico, being Leonardo's best friend, knew him inside out, and his mischievous nature hinted at something unforgettable awaiting the newlyweds. Leonardo's curiosity bubbled as he wondered what Domenico had prepared to make their wedding night truly special.As they arrived at the 7-star hotel, which happened to be one of Leonardo's properties, the anticipation only grew. Domenico had booked the most luxurious honeymoon suite, ensuring that every detail was perfect for the couple.Stepping into the room, Sofia and Leonardo were immediately captivated by the breathtaking sight that unfolded before them. The suite was exquisitely decorated, setting a romantic and intimate ambiance. Scented candles were meticulously placed, casting a soft, flickering glow throughout the room. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of rose petals that
FIVE YEARS LATERThe Morelli mansion was adorned with elegance and splendor, as today was a day of double celebration. Sofia and Leonardo's son, Vincenzo Morelli aka Vin, turned five years old, and it also marked the first anniversary of Sofia's successful food chain business. The air buzzed with excitement and joy, filling every corner of the mansion.Sofia and Leonardo were blessed with another bundle of joy, a daughter they named Lucia Morelli, in loving memory of Sofia's late mother. As they looked at their beautiful children, Sofia's heart swelled with love and gratitude, amazed at how her life had unfolded into a perfect family with a loving and caring husband and two adorable kids.Leonardo couldn't hide his pride and joy as he gushed over Sofia's accomplishments in the culinary world. She had earned her culinary arts degree from the finest school in Italy and had been passionately pursuing her dream of establishing her name in the restaurant chain business. The party was not on
The small corner of the room was adorned with flickering candles, casting a warm glow over the neatly arranged dishes on the dining table. The aroma of freshly cooked food lingered in the air, promising a delicious meal. Sofia, dressed in an elegant lilac dress that hugged her curves perfectly, waited anxiously for her husband to return. She had given the evening off to all the servants, and her in-laws had kindly agreed to look after the children, allowing her and Leonardo a rare evening alone. After all, it was their sixth anniversary.As the minutes ticked by, Sofia’s excitement began to wane. The once-vibrant candles had melted down to stubs, their flames flickering faintly. The food, once steaming hot, had gone cold—just like the anticipation in her heart. With a heavy sigh, she reached out to extinguish the remaining candles, resigning herself to a night of disappointment. Just as her fingers brushed the wick, the front door creaked open, and Leonardo’s familiar silhouette appear
Leonardo smirked as he noticed the anger on his wife’s face. Sofia averted her gaze, pretending to be asleep, but he wasn’t fooled. Closing the door softly, he walked over to her and leaned down, his lips brushing the edge of her ear.“You can’t deceive me, baby girl,” he whispered.Sofia’s eyes flew open at the sensation, but her annoyance flared stronger. She pushed him away without hesitation.“Why did you come back so early?” she snapped bitterly. “You should’ve spent more time with Ava!”Leonardo sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. “Baby, she’s just my childhood friend. You don’t need to be jealous of her. You’re my wife.”“Wow! You realized that very soon,” Sofia shot back, sitting up with her arms crossed tightly over her chest. “Did you even remember it was our wedding anniversary? Or did she help you forget that too?” Her voice wavered as unshed tears pooled in her eyes, the sting of disappointment cutting deep.Leonardo sat beside her, his gaze softening as he reached out t
“What brings you here this morning, Domenico?” Leonardo asked, frowning as he descended the stairs, still dressed in his night robe. He had woken up that morning to find his wife already gone from their room. Missing her warmth, he made his way downstairs, only to discover his entire family seated at the breakfast table—with Domenico casually enjoying breakfast with them. Ava was also present, her eyes lighting up the moment she spotted Leonardo.“Good morning, Leo,” she greeted him with a sensual smile that lingered a bit too long.“Morning, Ava,” Leonardo replied, his gaze sweeping over the table as he searched for his wife. “How did you sleep?” he asked mindlessly.“Oh, I slept well,” Ava answered, her smile turning softer. But Leonardo wasn’t paying attention. His eyes had found their prize—Sofia, standing near the table with a tray in her hands, gracefully serving breakfast. The morning light caught her features, making her look even more radiant in his eyes. For a moment, Leonard
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
“Nope! You’re not keeping your feet on the floor, angel,” he declared with a smug grin.“This is getting too much, Leonardo,” she scolded, frowning.His deep laughter echoed in the bathroom as he set her down on her feet.“But you only have me, and there’s no other option, wife,” he winked, kissing her passionately before leaving her alone in the bathroom.Sofia sighed, smiling at her husband’s overwhelming display of love, and closed the door. Just as she was about to turn on the water, she heard his voice again from the other side.“I’ll be waiting for you, darling.”Today, her mood was exceptionally bright, and she felt optimistic about everything. If she and Leonardo could stay like this, everything would be wonderful. She took a long shower to relax her sore muscles from last night’s passionate lovemaking, washed her hair, and brushed her teeth. After wrapping herself in a fluffy bathrobe and getting ready for the office, she walked downstairs to the dining hall.There, she found
The next morning, Sofia woke to the enticing aroma of coffee and freshly baked croissants, accompanied by her husband's deep, sexy voice."Good morning, angel," Leonardo greeted her. Before she could fully open her sleepy eyes, his warm, soft lips pressed against hers as he murmured, "I love you so much, sunshine."Wow. That was a surprising change. She was so used to waking up before him, making coffee, and preparing breakfast while he got ready for the office. She couldn't help but wonder what had caused this unexpected shift—had the sun risen in the west today?“Umm, what’s the occasion?” she asked teasingly, slipping the cover off her half-naked body. Her movement didn’t go unnoticed, and she watched as Leonardo took a sharp inhale, his eyes lingering on her breasts before flickering back to her face.“What do you mean, angel?” he asked softly, and to her shock, there wasn’t a hint of irritation in his tone.Hmm… someone’s in a good mood. But who was she fooling? She loved waking
As he gathered Sofia in his arms, she shifted to her side, snuggling against him, soft and instantly willing to cuddle. It felt incredible to have her so close, trusting him enough to hold her when she was vulnerable as if he were her protective shield.Stroking his palm across her skin, he traced a slow path down her back, over the curve of her ass, and along her thigh. Needing more of her warmth, he lifted her leg over his hip, pressing kisses along her shoulder, up her neck, and taking teasing nips at her earlobe. Her eyes widened with a flicker of surprise—and rekindled arousal.He sent her a knowing smile before brushing his lips against hers. "Ready?""Hmm," she hummed, a sweet smile playing on her lips.Leonardo pressed his mouth to hers again, nudging her lips open. The moment she parted for him, he invaded deeply, fusing their mouths together. Rolling her onto her back, he aligned himself with her entrance, teasing her with slow, deliberate strokes.He pushed forward, gliding
Leonardo hovered over his sexy wife, positioning himself between her legs. Sofia propped herself up on her elbows, her darkened eyes heavy with desire. He moved closer, pressing her into the mattress, his restraint barely holding as he ached to fit his hips between her spread thighs and thrust inside her.Instead, he focused on her hard, juicy nipples, lavishing them with attention. His mouth found one, then the other, drawing each into the heat of his tongue and lips, eliciting sharp, breathy gasps from her. He let his lips travel lower, trailing kisses down her soft skin until he reached his destination—her glistening, pink pussy, waiting right under his mouth.She was soaked, swollen, her clit peeking out, eager for attention.Leonardo cupped her gently, watching as she shuddered, her eyes fluttering closed, a long, agonized breath escaping her lips.“Leonardo…” she whimpered.“Yes, baby? I’m here,” he murmured, his voice thick with lust. “And I’m staying here for a long, satisfyin
Leonardo clenched his jaw, his restraint hanging by a thread. The way her body moved, the way she tested him—it was dangerous. She was playing with fire. His fingers trailed down the sleek curve of her spine, shuddering. With slow, deliberate movements, Sofia sat up and slid down his body, her thighs settling over his, her soft curves on full display. The sight of her alone was enough to wreck him.His gaze darkened as he took her in—the high curve of her breasts, the delicate dip of her waist, the sheer perfection of her bare skin. But she wasn’t admiring herself. No, she was admiring him. Her fingers traced the ridges of his abdomen, wandering lower, dragging over every hard contour as if memorizing him. The innocent curiosity in her touch sent a jolt of raw electricity through his veins.Then she went lower.Her fingers slipped beneath the waistband of his pants, a single teasing touch tracing the thick length of his cock. A growl rumbled in Leonardo’s chest, primal and deep. His
His smirk sharpened. “My sexy wife, when did you become so demanding in bed?”Sofia whimpered in frustration, and that was all the permission he needed. He sealed his mouth around her breast once more, taking, consuming, until she was writhing beneath him, her breath coming in sharp gasps.She dug her nails into his scalp. “Oh my God, Leonardo...”His teeth scraped over her sensitive bud, a wicked promise of pleasure-pain, before he released her with a firm, teasing pull. “Something you want to say, sweetheart?”She blinked up at him, dazed, lips parting as though words had abandoned her. Then, in a breathless whisper—so desperate, so needy—she murmured, "Just… more."Leonardo’s eyes darkened with satisfaction. “You like it harder?”Her silence made him chuckle. He dragged his thumb over her pebbled nipple, waiting, pushing. “Tell me, Sofia,” he demanded, his voice low and authoritative.She shuddered beneath him, lips parting in a soundless plea, her damp eyes locked onto his with unr
Her breath hitched, a delicious tremor running through her as he pinched harder.“Do you want me to watch you writhe for me?” he continued, his fingers toying with her already hardening nipple. “Do you want me to hear you scream my name when I make you mine?”Sofia whimpered, her hands fisting against his bare chest, nails scraping lightly as she shivered from his touch.“You have such a dirty mouth, hubby,” she panted.“And you love every filthy word that comes out of it,” he smirked, rolling her nipple between his fingers with deliberate roughness.She bit her lip, eyes gleaming with mischief, and in one smooth motion, she pushed him back just enough to peel off the delicate lace dress.Leonardo stilled, his gaze locked onto her, taking in every inch of the perfection before him. The swells of her bare breasts, the soft dip of her waist, the smooth, peachy skin that begged to be marked by his touch.His jaw clenched, his need sharpening into something primal.“Fuck,” he muttered, vo
Sofia’s delicate hands slid around Leonardo’s neck, her soft fingers threading into his hair as she pulled herself flush against him. The moment her lips met his, the world around them ceased to exist. The fatigue, the grievances, the lingering tension between them—none of it mattered anymore.Her kiss wasn’t just a kiss; it was a firestorm, an undeniable surge of raw, unrestrained need. It had been too long. Too damn long since he’d had her like this—since she had melted into him since her body had trembled with desire beneath his touch.A sharp inhale did nothing to steady the molten lust coursing through his veins. Control was slipping, burning away like paper in an inferno.With a low growl, Leonardo tightened his grip around her waist and twisted, flipping her beneath him in one swift, effortless motion. He caged her against the headboard, his broad frame pressing her down as he claimed her mouth with renewed hunger.Sofia gasped, her breath hitching as she arched instinctively i