The room was dimly lit, casting long shadows on the walls as Leonardo's gaze bore into Sofia's trembling figure. His piercing eyes, once warm and loving, now flickered with a dark intensity as he appraised her from head to heel. The air crackled with an electric tension, leaving Sofia unable to find her voice, her mouth dry and parched.Silently, Leonardo approached her, his steps deliberate and purposeful. His hand, strong and commanding, grazed Sofia's shoulder, sending a shiver down her spine. With a seductive whisper in her ear, his voice carried a potent mix of desire and authority. "Obey, my wife," he commanded, his words hanging in the air like a velvet promise.Sofia hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest, but the intensity in Leonardo's eyes left her powerless to resist. Slowly, she acquiesced, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. The weight of Leonardo's gaze bore down on her, a silent reminder of his dominance."Lie!" he ordered again, his voice laced with a dangerous
Today, Leonardo was determined to reveal his dominant side to Sofia. As a natural Dom, he had always been apprehensive about broaching this aspect of his personality with her. Uncertainty lingered in his mind, uncertain of how she would react to this revelation. However, he resolved that today would be the day he offered her a glimpse into his world.Sofia lay sprawled before him, a vision of vulnerability that sent Leonardo's heart racing. The anticipation electrified every cell in his body, heightening his senses. He couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, knowing he would administer a punishment that would bestow upon her infinite pleasure. His fingertips grazed the lace that veiled her perfect, round ass, eliciting a rush of exhilaration.Her beauty was absolutely captivating. The delicate black lace panties that adorned her ass cheeks only served to amplify his every breath, leaving him breathless and consumed by desire.He hooked his fingers in the waistband of her black l
Ouch! Sofia winced, feeling a lingering soreness in her butt. Last night's punishment from Leonardo had left its mark, but strangely enough, she found herself enjoying it. It had been an experience unlike any other, one that had awakened a part of her she never knew existed. Her body had responded so intensely, and she couldn't help but feel a mix of embarrassment and excitement. She pondered over Leonardo's words, which had made her feel desired and cherished. Yet, doubt lingered in her mind, questioning his true intentions.As she tried to rise from the bed, a pair of strong, muscular arms encircled her tightly, preventing her from getting away. Sofia's back was pressed against a solid, unyielding chest, causing her heart to flutter. She couldn't suppress the smile that tugged at her lips, even as she attempted to free herself from Leonardo's embrace. However, he only tightened his grip, emitting a low groan as he nuzzled his face into the crook of Sofia's neck. The sensation sent a
Leonardo's fingers gently intertwined with Sofia's as they embarked on the somber journey. The car came to a halt, and Leonardo remained steadfast by her side, his grip on her hand unwavering. The solemn atmosphere of Ricci's graveyard enveloped them, and as they stepped out of the vehicle, their bodyguards formed a protective ring around them, a visible shield against the world.As they stood before the grave, Sofia's eyes were drawn to the engraved name of her grandmother, Lady Valentina Ricci, accompanied by the dates that marked her existence in this world. A wave of melancholy washed over Sofia as she took in the reality of her grandmother's passing.Mark stepped forward, handing Sofia some flowers. Sofia knelt by her grandmother's tomb, her fingertips tracing the engraved letters as if trying to bridge the divide between the realms of the living and the departed. Tenderly, she placed the flowers on the grave, a token of her affection and remorse. The weight of her absence burden
"Angel, you're quite curious about the mile-high club," Leonardo said, a hint of amusement in his voice.Sofia bit her lip, her curiosity piqued, and nodded, holding her breath, eager for him to reveal his fantasies.Leaning in closer, Leonardo's voice took on a dangerous tone as his eyes darkened. He whispered against Sofia's lips, sending shivers down her spine."I want to taste you, explore you with my tongue, and bring you to the brink of ecstasy. I want to pleasure you with my fingers until you're screaming my name. And when we're soaring miles high, I want to be inside you, making you orgasm over and over again."Oh, God! His explicit words ignited a fire within Sofia. She was consumed by anticipation, eager to know how he would fulfill those desires.Releasing the shaky breath she had been holding, Sofia whispered, "Show me."His jaw clenched, his eyes narrowed, and desire filled his gaze. In one swift motion, Leonardo unbuckled Sofia's seat belt and unfastened his own. Standin
Leonardo withdrew his tongue and replaced it with his finger, circling the tip over her tight hole before gently dipping it inside Sofia. She let out a primal scream, unable to contain her overwhelming pleasure. Her face was flushed, her eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes glistened with moisture.Pausing for a moment, Leonardo pulled away to gaze at Sofia's visage, searching for any signs of distress. He longed to continue, the desire coursing through his veins, but her well-being was his utmost concern. Sofia's lips were parted, her breaths coming in ragged gasps. When she didn't immediately respond, he pressed gently once more."Tell me, my love. Do you want me to stop? Say your safe word," he uttered, his own inner turmoil gnawing at his heart. Asking her to halt their intimacy was tearing him apart, but he knew he had to prioritize her consent and comfort above all else."No," Sofia moaned, her response leaving no room for doubt. Without wasting a single moment, Leonardo plunged his
Sofia found herself standing alone in the vast expanse of the mansion. She surveyed her surroundings, contemplating the idea of embarking on a tour to acquaint herself with this opulent place. Determined to explore, she sought the company of a nearby maid and kindly asked for her assistance.Together, they ascended the grand staircase, reaching the second floor. Sofia's eyes widened as she beheld a multitude of rooms sprawling before her. The first room they encountered was a lavish movie theater, complete with plush seating and a state-of-the-art audiovisual setup. Sofia imagined herself indulging in cinematic delights in the comfort of this luxurious space.As they ventured further, they entered a gaming room adorned with an array of high-tech consoles and adorned walls lined with shelves stacked full of games. Sofia could practically hear the laughter and friendly competition that had once filled this room. The atmosphere was undoubtedly one of camaraderie and enjoyment.Adjacent t
As the car came to a halt at the grand entrance gate of the Morelli mansion, Sofia could feel her heart pounding relentlessly against her chest as if desperately trying to escape. Its rapid beats echoed in her ears, matching the speed of a launching rocket. The anticipation of meeting her in-laws for the first time since their wedding made her incredibly nervous. During the ceremony, there had been little opportunity for meaningful interaction, leaving her feeling somewhat unprepared for this momentous occasion.As she stepped out of the car, Sofia's legs trembled with an intensity that threatened to destabilize her balance. She took a deep breath, summoning every ounce of courage within her, and silently reassured herself that she could handle this encounter. She could survive it. With newfound determination, she exhaled slowly, willing her nerves to settle.The massive gate began to swing open, revealing a breathtaking sight before her eyes. Beyond the entrance, a picturesque garden
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