The room fell silent as the man leaned forward, his expression grave and determined. "I'm willing to offer you a substantial thirty percent of the share," he said, his voice laced with seriousness. "All you need to do is help me achieve my goal. I want you to lead Sofia into my carefully crafted death trap."Emma's eyes narrowed as she processed the man's request. The nonchalance in her voice belied the turmoil within. "Are you serious?" she scoffed, her tone tinged with boredom. "Eliminating a mere girl like Sofia should be child's play for a powerful Mafia figure like you."The man's gaze remained fixed on Emma, a flicker of acknowledgment crossing his face. "True," he conceded. "But Sofia is no longer alone. We mustn't forget that Leonardo Morelli is by her side, thwarting my every attempt to end her life."Emma's eyes widened in surprise, a mix of disbelief and curiosity evident on her face. "You mean to tell me that you deliberately orchestrated those attacks on her?" she asked,
Sofia and Leonardo were both breathing heavily, their bodies intertwined and feeling completely satisfied. Leonardo slowly withdrew from her, causing his release to trickle down from her vagina to the sides of her thighs. He gently pulled down her dress, helping her regain her footing."That was incredible, baby," Leonardo said, a smirk playing on his lips.Sofia buried her face in her husband's chest, wrapping her arms tightly around his torso. Leonardo reciprocated by encircling her with one arm and using his other hand to lift her face, making her look into his eyes."You are mine, angel, and no one can harm a single hair on your head. They would have to go through me even to come close," he said, his expression turning serious. At that moment, Sofia couldn't fully grasp why he was sharing these words with her. It felt as if he was reassuring himself as much as her.Just when she thought he had finished, Leonardo continued, his voice filled with determination, "I will always be you
"I hope you haven't forgotten my voice," Sofia's stepmother, Emma, spoke on the phone, her words piercing the silence that surrounded Sofia."Of course, ma'am. How can I forget your voice?" Sofia's voice held a touch of formality, a reminder of the distant relationship she shared with Emma since her childhood. Sofia was never allowed to address her as 'mother,' and 'ma'am' had become the designated term of respect."Sofia, your father and I are missing you," Emma said, and Sofia was taken aback by those words. Her ears strained to confirm what she had just heard. Could it be real, or was she merely hallucinating? After all, there seemed to be no possibility that Sofia's father and Emma would genuinely miss her.Yet, a spark of hope ignited within Sofia's heart. Her poor, yearning heart, always longing for their love, dared to believe that perhaps they had finally realized her value in the household after she had left them. Maybe they wanted to check if she was doing well, a glimmer of
After enjoying a warm and comforting bowl of soup, Sofia and Leonardo retreated to their bedroom. The moment the door closed, Leonardo's strong arms enveloped Sofia, lifting her effortlessly and gently placing her on the soft bed. As he discarded his t-shirt, his playful demeanor took over, and they indulged in intimate moments. He made passionate love to her, their love deepening with every touch, before finally succumbing to slumber.The following day, Sofia embarked on her usual routine of attending school while Leonardo departed for his office, each absorbed in their respective responsibilities. Lost in the busyness of the day, Sofia inadvertently forgot to contact Leonardo, her mind consumed by the demands of her studies.Upon arriving home and preparing herself for lunch at her parent's house, Sofia realized she needed to check on Leonardo to confirm his availability and punctuality, as he often struggled with time management.Leonardo answered after just two rings, his voice fi
"Why is he coming? I mean... I mean... he must be incredibly busy, and I never expected him to make it for lunch. That's why I invited you here alone," Emma hesitated, her expression suddenly shifting. However, a smile quickly appeared on her face as she continued, "So that we could spend some quality time with you, dear."Sofia, considering how pleasantly surprised they would be by her husband's gentle demeanor, responded, "But, ma'am, Leonardo is my husband, and it's customary for a married woman to visit her parents' home with her husband. He will be delighted to meet you all."The mention of the name 'Leonardo Morelli,' the notorious Mafia King, usually conjured images of ruthlessness and heartlessness in the public eye. Yet, Sofia knew a different side of him—a gentle and polite man when it came to his family. She was confident that he would not display any rudeness toward her own kin."Mum, what is she doing here?" Sofia's ears were pierced by Kat's harsh voice."Kat, mind your
Emma was taken aback, her body jolting in surprise at the sound of Leonardo's menacing and furious voice reverberating through the room. She hastily settled back into her seat, attempting to compose herself while a palpable fear lingered in her voice."Leonardo, please calm down. Sofia is resting in the guest room. She wasn't feeling well and was eagerly waiting for you to arrive for lunch. I suggested that she take some time to rest until you came," Emma replied, her voice quivering slightly as she tried to maintain an innocent facade.Leonardo's voice boomed again, filled with anger and impatience. "Where the hell is the guest room?" he bellowed, his frustration echoing through the space.Carlo Ricci, standing at the top of the staircase, intervened forcefully, his voice resonating with authority and indignation. "Leonardo! Why are you causing a commotion in my house? You dare speak to my wife that way."A surge of fury filled Leonardo as he retorted, "Carlo Ricci, where is my wife?
Sofia mustered all her courage and firmly stated, "Then kill me because I am not going to sign.""You bitch," Mak hissed, his anger boiling over. He swiftly pulled the trigger.Sofia closed her eyes, bracing herself for the imminent shot. Yet, instead of the expected gunshot, she heard a deafening crack as the door burst open, followed by the sound of gunfire. Trembling with fear, she cautiously opened her eyes and saw Mak sprawled on the floor, clutching his bleeding hand while his gun slipped from his grasp.Her gaze darted toward the broken door, and her heart skipped a beat when she spotted Leonardo and Mark rushing toward her. Leonardo's men retaliated with their own gunfire, quickly incapacitating Mak's henchmen, who now lay motionless on the ground.With swift efficiency, Leonardo untied Sofia from the chair and enveloped her in a protective embrace. Relieved yet shaken, she nestled into his arms. Leonardo pulled back slightly to study her face, his eyes now burning with rage.
Carlo enveloped Sofia in a tight embrace, cradling her head against his chest, offering her solace and reassurance. "Don't worry, Sofia. He will be fine. Nothing will happen to him. It's your father's promise," he whispered soothingly. "Come, my child. We have to rush to the hospital." With gentle guidance, Carlo led Sofia toward his car, her movements devoid of conscious awareness as she followed him like a lifeless vessel.Sofia's heart pleaded silently to every deity in the universe, beseeching them to save her beloved Leonardo. She was willing to offer her own life in exchange for his survival. "Please, God, just save Leonardo!" she fervently prayed within the depths of her heart.Upon reaching the hospital, Carlo swiftly ushered Sofia inside, his eyes scanning the surroundings. He inquired about Leonardo's condition, learning that he had arrived earlier in a separate vehicle and had been taken to the operating room.Outside the operating room, Sofia spotted Domenico and Leonardo'
The evening had been filled with the lively chaos of children, their laughter echoing through the villa as they reunited with their cousins after so long. Bella had assured Sofia she would handle their bedtime, allowing Sofia to retire early. The promise of a quiet moment alone was tempting, but even in the solitude of her room, Sofia's mind refused to rest.Lying on the bed, she stared at the ceiling, the dim glow from the bedside lamp casting long shadows across the room. Her thoughts swirled, replaying the day’s events and the unspoken distance that lingered between her and Leonardo. The crack of the door opening broke the silence, and without turning, she knew it was him. His presence was something she could always sense—familiar, yet lately, it carried a weight that hadn't been there before."Angel," he called softly.Sofia shut her eyes tighter, feigning sleep. She couldn't face him—not tonight. There was too much unsaid, too much buried beneath the surface. If he wasn’t ready t
"She has come around over the years," Bella said with a soft smile, remembering those hard days. "Now she's been very nice to me," she assured him."Strange," Leonardo taunted, his tone skeptical."Shut up. My mother-in-law isn't a bad person, okay?" she protested."Whatever," Leonardo scoffed. "I'm just glad she's good to you.""Yeah, she's happy to have me as her daughter-in-law," Bella grinned proudly.Leonardo watched his cousin with a rare sense of contentment. Seeing Bella so happy, so at ease, brought him a measure of peace he hadn’t realized he needed. He had always worried about her—her future, her choices—but knowing she had found a loving husband in Matteo reassured him that she had chosen wisely.“She takes me everywhere, even to all those fancy kitty parties,” Bella said with enthusiasm, her eyes shining. “She introduces me to all her friends, as if she’s showing off a prized possession.”Leonardo chuckled, his lips curling into a smirk. “Oh, so she likes you because she
"Bella, let's go," Sofia said, holding her arm, but Bella didn’t budge, determined not to let go of this matter.Sofia sighed, looking at her fuming face. "Bella, forget him. Let's go. I have a lot to talk to you about. By the way, I have to complain. Why did you come after such a long time?" she asked with a hint of reproach in her voice.Bella's eyes shifted from her cousin to Sofia, and her expression softened."Aww, I'm sorry, Sofia. I'm so emotional. You missed me! Someone in the family actually missed me," she spoke dramatically. She was such a drama queen, but Sofia loved her sister-in-law."You are such a sweet angel. Leonardo named you correctly," Bella said, suddenly making a puppy face.Now Sofia wanted to roll her eyes at these two dramatic cousins. She couldn't decide whether Bella was on her side or her cousin’s. How quickly she changed."By the way, let's go and leave this stupid Leonardo Morelli alone to go to hell," Bella grimaced, casting a brief glance at her cousin
Sofia glanced at Leonardo, whose frustration was etched across his chiseled face. His stormy eyes locked onto her, a silent warning flickering beneath the surface."Bella, it's a matter between husband and wife. You shouldn't interfere," Leonardo interrupted just as Sofia opened her mouth to speak. His voice was low and firm, carrying the authority he wielded effortlessly. "We'll sort it out on our own."Bella's sharp gaze snapped toward him, unyielding."Leonardo, if you think I'll leave Sofia alone, then you're mistaken." Her voice was steady, but there was steel beneath the calm. "Sofia, you don't need to worry, and you don't have to leave this house. If anyone should leave, it's Leonardo."Bella squared her shoulders, stepping protectively in front of Sofia — a fierce pillar of unwavering support.Leonardo's scowl deepened, his jaw clenching. "Your habit of sticking your nose where it doesn't belong hasn't changed." His voice was sharp, cutting through the tension. "In case you've
Leonardo's hand shot out, gripping her wrist with restrained force. His stormy grey eyes locked onto hers. "Stop it, angel. That's not funny.""I'm not joking," she snapped, yanking her hand away."I made it very clear to you baby girl from the very beginning... divorce is not an option in our marriage." His voice was low, dangerously calm, but the warning in his eyes sent chills down her spine."I won't live with you anymore, Leonardo." Her heart pounded painfully in her chest, but she held her ground. "Our relationship is suffocating. You should be happy — once I leave, you'll be free to play the devoted lover with your friend." Her voice dripped with mockery.Leonardo's eyes narrowed into icy slits. "She is only a friend for god's sake."A bitter laugh escaped her lips. "Girlfriend, friend, soulmate — call her whatever you want. I saw the way you held her... the way she cried in your arms. Don't insult my intelligence by pretending there's nothing between you.""You think too much,
“Fuck!” Leonardo cursed, pushing Ava away. But she clung to his hand.“Leonardo, she’s angry. I think she misunderstood. Let me come with you and explain—”“No,” Leonardo cut her off coldly, shaking her hand away. “I can manage.”Without another word, he bolted out of the room, his heart racing as he hurried after his wife. But by the time he reached the parking lot, Sofia had already climbed into her car and sped off.“Damn it!” he growled, snatching the keys from his driver. He jumped into his own car and followed her, weaving through traffic at a reckless pace.To his relief, she drove straight home. The familiar gates of their villa loomed ahead, but the storm brewing inside the house was far worse than anything he’d faced on the road.Inside, Sofia’s entire being trembled with rage. She didn't know how she had made it home without crashing. Her mind replayed the gut-wrenching image of her husband holding Ava in his arms — comforting her, protecting her — as if she was the most pr
Leonardo was leaving after his meeting with the CEO of SuperTech Innovations, eager to reunite with his wife, when his phone buzzed with a text notification. He pulled it out from the inner pocket of his suit jacket.‘Meet me at the conference room in the left northern wing.’It was a text from Ava.His eyes scanned the hall, finding her standing at a distant corner. Their gazes locked for a fleeting moment before she turned toward the conference room without waiting for a response. Leonardo furrowed in confusion, slipping the phone back into his pocket before following her quietly.As he entered the conference room, Ava stood in the middle of the room with her back facing him. The faint scent of her expensive perfume lingered in the air."What's wrong, Ava?" Leonardo's voice was low with concern. Ava turned abruptly, revealing red-rimmed eyes and streaked mascara. Tears rolled down her cheeks.Leonardo frowned, stepping closer and pulling out his handkerchief and offering it to her.
All heads turned as Leonardo strode in, his usual dominating aura filling the room. He walked toward Sofia, wrapping an arm around her waist before pressing a deep kiss to her lips. Sofia's eyes widened at the unexpected public display of affection, aware they were at an official conference, not in the privacy of their room."I'm sorry, babe. I was stuck in traffic."Liar. But why had he decided to show up at the last moment?Leonardo turned to face the room, his piercing gaze sweeping over the attendees, particularly those who had expressed displeasure with the bid.“Who wants to go against my wife and get blacklisted from doing business worldwide?” His voice was calm, yet the underlying threat was unmistakable.The room fell into a pin-drop silence. Gazes lowered, and no one dared to challenge the intimidating presence of Leonardo Morelli.Sofia suppressed a giggle, watching her mafia husband command the room with ease. He was dangerous and intimidating, but he always knew how to get
Of course, ma’am," Arthur said, regaining his composure. "I'll summarize the key points on the way."Without wasting another second, Sofia grabbed the necessary files, and together, they headed toward the waiting car, both bracing for the high-stakes meeting ahead.Arthur opened the door for Sofia before taking a seat beside her and instructing the driver on the address where they had to go. The engine roared to life, and they sped off toward the company where the bid for the future project would take place. The cityscape blurred past them, a mix of towering buildings and bustling streets.“Alright, fill me in on the specifics,” Sofia said, glancing at Arthur.He took a deep breath and began to outline the key points of their proposal and the strategies they would use to impress potential clients. He did his best to provide all the necessary details. Yet, despite their brief discussion, Sofia still felt it might not be enough to secure the deal.As Sofia entered the conference room at