Taking Sophia's hand, he guided it to rest on his neck, his touch both confident and deliberate. His hands found their place on her hips, pulling her closer until their bodies aligned with the rhythm of the music. Sophia gasped at the electrifying proximity between them, her pulse quickening as their eyes locked in a silent exchange.“So, what’s your plan for tonight?” he asked, his voice low and inviting.“What do you mean?” Sophia questioned, her brow slightly furrowed.“Planning to go home or stay here with me?” he asked straightforwardly, his gaze never wavering.“Hold your horses, mister. You don’t know who my husband is. He can be very dangerous,” Sophia warned, a mischievous smirk dancing on her lips as she indulged in the playful tension between them.“I’m not afraid of him,” he replied casually, the corner of his mouth lifting in a teasing smile.“If my husband finds out that you’ve danced with me and gotten this close, he might actually kill you,” Sophia cautioned, her tone
Sofia's heart pounded in her chest as the rain pelted against the windows, matching the rhythm of her mother's sobs. She could hear her mother's footsteps pacing back and forth in the living room, waiting for her husband to come home. Then, suddenly, the sound of a car pulling up to the house cut through the storm."Mama, he's here!" Sofia whispered, barely audible over the sound of the rain. She watched as her mother rushed to the door, wiping away her tears and plastering on a fake smile."Welcome home, dear," her mother said, her voice shaking. Sofia's father strode into the house, a beautiful woman in his arms. Sofia recoiled at the sight of her father's mistress, but her mother put on a brave face."Who is this?" her mother asked, trying to keep her tone light. "Is everything alright?""Everything is fine," her father sneered, pushing her away. "Can't a man have a little fun?"Sofia's mother's face fell. "Please don't hurt me," she begged. "I just wanted to make sure you were
*Seven Years Later*“Sophia, come to my room quickly.” Sofia heard her stepmother, Emma, calling her. She felt a pang of hunger in her stomach, but she knew she had to obey her stepmother's command. Sofia covered her plate and placed it on the slab before leaving. She couldn't risk facing the consequences of disobeying her stepmother.After her mother's death, her life became a living hell. Her stepmother didn't provide her with enough food to eat or proper clothes to wear. Sofia wasn't allowed to enjoy any luxuries in her father's mansion; she was treated as nothing more than a housemaid. Emma, her stepmother, justified her actions by claiming she was disciplining Sofia, fearing that without her mother, Sofia might turn out to be whore due to her mother's poor family background.Sofia was confined to the house and forbidden from attending any social gatherings or her friends' birthday parties. She wasn't even allowed to have any friends. Today after gathering all the leftover food fr
“I won't marry that girl!” Leonardo shouted angrily, throwing the contract papers off the table. Alessandro, looking out of the window, listened to his son’s outburst. The study, lavishly decorated with antique furniture and floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, was thick with tension."Leonardo. Try to understand. This wedding is very important for this merger," his father declared nonchalantly."No, Father, it is not fucking possible. I won't marry a slut like her," Leonardo refused sternly. "By the way," he narrowed his grey eyes sceptically. "I was supposed to marry Ricci's other daughter. So, why did they change the bride at the last moment?" he scowled."We don't know why they changed the bride. However, this marriage will only last for three years and not a real one, so it doesn't matter who the bride is," his father explained patiently, but Leonardo was not in a good mood to understand those things."Are you serious, Dad? You want me to marry a whore for a business deal ?! You can't f
Leonardo entered his friend's condo feeling frustrated and upset. His friend Domenico Russo greeted him with a warm smile, "Hey, Leonardo!" But Leonardo didn't respond. Domenico sensed something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?" Leonardo huffed."Father issue!" Domenico snorted.Leonardo scowled.Domenico inquired once more, "Tell me what happened this time."Leonardo, visibly frustrated, responded with clenched teeth, "He has replaced the bride and now expects me to wed that slut, Sofia Ricci, who is deemed worthless by the Riccis.""Why did they change the girl at the last moment? Weren't you supposed to marry Kat Ricci?" asked Domenico, clearly worried.Leonardo sighed deeply and massaged his forehead before pinching the bridge of his nose. "I have no idea," he said, his voice thick with frustration. "My father threatened me, and I have to marry Sofia Ricci. My life is a mess."Domenico sat next to him and gave him a reassuring pat on the back. "I'm sorry to hear that, my fri
"What's wrong, darling? You look troubled." Emma asked Carlo. Her eyes showed a scowl which she hid quickly as she actually knew what her husband's problem was."I was thinking about the contract and Sofia’s wedding. I hope it proves to be a good decision for her. But I have doubts because She is not willing to marry Alessandro Morelli’s son," he said, and his eyes were gloomy as he was pitying his daughter. She went near him and rubbed his shoulder."Honey, you are thinking too much. We are doing it for her good future. Otherwise, who would marry her with her reputation of sleeping around?” She said, showing her concern for Sofia but cursing her in her heart. She was afraid Carlo would change his decision. She would have buried Sofia with her mother if it were in her hand. Her hatred was so immense she spread the rumor in society that Sofia was a whore, just as her mother was. But the truth was Sofia's mother was not a whore but an innocent woman, becoming prey to Emma's jealousy.
The wedding rituals finally ended and Sofia and Leonardo now stood as husband and wife. The media were all over the place, capturing every moment and detail of the ceremony. The Riccis and the Morellis really outdid themselves and made it a grand event that everyone would remember for years to come. After the wedding, they all made their way to the ballroom. Leonardo was seated next to Sofia, engrossed in his phone. Sofia was too nervous to glance over at him, but she noticed him furrowing his brow out of the corner of her eye.Sofia furrowed her brow as she watched Leonardo answer his phone. She couldn't hear anything from where she sat, but Leonardo's expression had quickly soured. Without a word to her, he got up from their table and began walking away, still speaking into the phone. Sofia was left sitting alone in the ballroom, wondering what could have possibly upset him so much.As the announcement for the newly-wedded couple's first ballroom dance was made, everyone noticed th
Leonardo woke up abruptly in the middle of the night, a sense of unease washing over him. Something felt different, out of place. His gaze landed on the crimson stain on the bed sheet, and suddenly, the events leading up to his slumber flooded his mind. He had made passionate love to his wife, Sofia, and now he realized with a sinking feeling that she had been a virgin.A wave of regret and self-reproach crashed over Leonardo. He cursed himself for his impatience. He didn't know she was a virgin. But the truth was he couldn't stop himself as if he was a hungry wolf.However, a few things were bothering him, and the first one was that, despite the rumors, Sofia was not at all ugly. In fact, Leonardo found her to be quite beautiful. He couldn't help but be drawn to her charm, which meant the rumor that she was good at seducing men was true. From the moment he first laid eyes on her, he felt a strong pull toward her, and he found it very hard to resist. When he held her trembling hand, h
Taking Sophia's hand, he guided it to rest on his neck, his touch both confident and deliberate. His hands found their place on her hips, pulling her closer until their bodies aligned with the rhythm of the music. Sophia gasped at the electrifying proximity between them, her pulse quickening as their eyes locked in a silent exchange.“So, what’s your plan for tonight?” he asked, his voice low and inviting.“What do you mean?” Sophia questioned, her brow slightly furrowed.“Planning to go home or stay here with me?” he asked straightforwardly, his gaze never wavering.“Hold your horses, mister. You don’t know who my husband is. He can be very dangerous,” Sophia warned, a mischievous smirk dancing on her lips as she indulged in the playful tension between them.“I’m not afraid of him,” he replied casually, the corner of his mouth lifting in a teasing smile.“If my husband finds out that you’ve danced with me and gotten this close, he might actually kill you,” Sophia cautioned, her tone
With the VIPs settled in, it was time to officially open the doors to the public. And just like that, the pub and casino buzzed with activity, quickly filling up with enthusiastic patrons eager to experience the excitement."Sophia, everything is going great!" Domenico's voice broke through the din, his excitement palpable."It wasn't possible without your help," Sophia replied with a smile, grateful for his hard work. He had truly helped her understand everything in such a short period.“If you want, you can leave. Aldric will handle things from now on,” she advised.Domenico glanced at his wristwatch. “Yeah, I think it's a good time to head out. Aldric seems capable of handling things on his own. But I’m only a phone call away if he needs me.”Sophia nodded, knowing she’d be leaving herself in just a few minutes, confident that the event was in capable hands. After Domenico left, she glanced at her phone, staring at Leonardo's name in her call log. Her finger hovered over the screen
Just then, the sound of their children’s laughter echoed through the house.“Oh, my lovely grandchildren are home. I came here just to meet them,” Sophia’s father said with a wide grin. “Excuse me, now. I’m going to meet my little munchkins,” he added before hurrying off.Now, only Leonardo and Sophia were left, and the tension between them was palpable. As Sophia turned to leave, Leonardo grabbed her wrist.“Baby, we need to talk,” he said authoritatively.Sophia sighed. “Again?” she muttered, wondering if Leonardo felt insecure because her business expansion overlapped with Ava’s interests.“I have to check if the meal is ready. The kids will be hungry,” she reasoned, avoiding his gaze and waiting for him to release her hand.“Angel, don’t avoid the conversation,” he said, his voice laced with concern.“Don’t worry about my problem. You can focus on Ava’s business and your work, if that’s what you’re meant to discuss,” Sophia retorted fiercely.“Now what the hell does this have to d
\"But angel, listen to me." His tone softened upon seeing his wife so angry, though the authority in his voice remained. "You don’t need to ask for favors—from me or anyone else—when you already own an entire enterprise. What’s mine is yours. You can have whatever you want," he added lazily, as if the matter were the simplest thing in the world.How swiftly he switched moods never failed to baffle her. But one thing was certain—her mafia husband was unlike anyone else. As his wife, she knew what was his was hers. Still, it wasn’t truly hers, not in the way that mattered. She refused to rely on his wealth."Leonardo, I don’t need your money—or my family’s. I’ll work hard and build my own empire one day," she declared with fierce determination."Then let me be the investor in your project, dear."The familiar voice of Sophia’s father cut through the air, causing both Leonardo and Sophia to turn toward the doorway.Sophia’s brows knitted in confusion as she watched her father step into
When Sophia returned home, she found her husband standing near the window, his broad shoulders tense and his hands clenched into fists at his sides. His dark eyes flicked toward her, stormy with unspoken frustration, and the air around him seemed to crackle with restrained anger.“Are you happy now? Humiliating me like that in front of everyone?” Leonardo’s voice was low but sharp, each word laced with irritation as though he had been holding them back for too long.Sophia furrowed her brows, confusion clouding her features as she stepped further into the room. “What are you talking about? What did I do?” she asked, her voice rising slightly as frustration stirred within her. Shouldn’t she be the one who was angry after he had chosen to help his childhood friend instead of standing by her?“You asked for help from everyone—looking for investors—as if I can’t provide for you,” he accused, his intense gaze locking onto hers as if daring her to deny it. “Angel, I could give you the world
As Leonardo adjusted the cufflinks of his tailored suit, he glanced around, intending to find Sophia and kiss her goodbye before leaving. But before he could move, Ava appeared at the doorway, her figure wrapped in a sultry, form-fitting dress that clung to her curves.“Leo!” she called hurriedly, her heels clicking against the floor as she approached. “I’m running late. Come on, let’s go!” Without waiting for his response, she grabbed his arm and tugged him toward the driveway where the car waited for them.Leonardo frowned slightly, glancing toward the hallway where Sophia might be, but Ava's insistent pull broke his focus.As the car cruised toward the venue, Ava glanced at Leonardo with a coy smile. “Leo, I need a favor.”He arched an eyebrow, adjusting his watch. “What kind of favor?”“I’m meeting with investors today, and I need you there with me.” She tilted her head, her eyes gleaming with intent. “Your expertise in convincing investors is unmatched. Plus, having you by my sid
After breakfast, Sophia sent the kids off to school with the bodyguard and chauffeur. She stood by the doorway, watching until the car disappeared down the driveway. Turning back inside, she spotted Leonardo heading upstairs to get ready when Ava’s voice stopped him.“Leo,” she called, her tone soft and deliberate as she stepped forward, eyes batting with practiced sweetness. “Will you drop me off? I have a meeting nearby.”Leonardo paused, adjusting the cuff of his shirt. “Sure,” he replied casually.Sophia’s stomach twisted at Ava’s victorious smile. She trusted Leonardo—there was no doubt about that—but Ava was another story. The woman’s lingering looks and subtle touches hadn’t gone unnoticed. Despite telling herself there was nothing to worry about, an uneasy feeling settled in her chest.“I’ll wait by the car,” Ava added with a slow smile before walking away with a sway in her step.Sophia’s gaze lingered on Leonardo, searching his face for any sign that he’d noticed Ava’s behav
“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—Sophia, 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, Leona
Leonardo smirked as he noticed the anger on his wife’s face. Sophia 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.Sophia’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,” Sophia 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 o