Hi! I just wanted to say thank you for the support and i really hope that Sofia and the trio's story is to your liking and that I appreciate the nice comments some of you left. I know that some parts of the book don't add up but all I'm asking for is a little patience to reveal everything at once and that I'll try to update regularly. I'm thankful to be a GoodNovelist and thank you again. Amal.
Sofia."You know they can take care of themselves, right?" The gruff voice to my side stated as my eyes turned to his side, my aimless staring into the white wall of our living room coming to a halt. "I've known them since they were kids. They're more than capable of taking care of themselves and the ones around them."He read right through me. Shit, I was so damn transparent, so readable. Holding back a wince at my emotionally and mentally deteriorating state of mind, I slumped my head back in defeat knowing that my limited words spoke volumes of truth that I couldn't vocalize.The tightness of my chest made it all worse, "I know but still.""They.." I shook my head, my hand tucking the two loose strands behind my ear and removed the earbuds I had tried to distract myself with loud music. My keen attention on my father's figure sitting across from me. "I wish they just...came with.."I tried to limit speaking to them knowing that they a lot to do, so that I didn't distract them from t
Sofia. He picked up on the first ring and that itself made a grin appear on my face as he answered in his business tone, rigidness, and professionalism joined in one. "Hello?""Hi!" I answered back, my voice sounding squeaky and high-pitched. Hearing his long relieved sigh on the other side of the line couldn't be more than a normal reaction to some but to me, it was more as his voice softened to address me. Warmth spread throughout my body in the most comforting way as he uttered the nickname he has for me with utmost love. "Moya Lyubov..""Bello. How are you? I...I missed you." I instantly asked, clearing my throat as I struggled to keep my emotions at bay seeing as these last few weeks, I had been crying a little more than usual and felt the need to be around someone at all times.I thought that I may have just felt....homesick."I'm doing just... great. We just got home from work and I was about to call you." he chuckled, the sound sounding a little forced as he sighed again and
Sofia.“I thought that loving you was all the space my heart had. I had no idea that it'd expand. I didn't think I had any room left in my chest, it feels so full,” he smiled, the soft tug of his lips making his whole features brighten as he griped her hands.Tears brimmed at the corners of my lids, I shuddered and snuggled closer to Layla our arms linked as I sniffled. Needing the emotional and physical support she provided."You have given me everything that I need and want. I promise you that I will cherish and love you until my very last breath," Dimitri concluded his vows, an affectionate look in his eyes as he gazed at Camille who was already tearing up. The happiness radiating from them was unfathomably pure and heartfelt."That was beautiful." The officiant said, a soft smile on his face. "I now, announce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride."The sight of the two of my friends declaring their love and special bond in front of so many people made my heart clench at th
Sofia."No, wait!" I squeaked out, breaking through their warm embrace in a haste. "I have something to tell you.""Right now?" Nikolai whined trying to pull me to him.Giving him a stern look, I crossed my arms over my chest for emphasis and stood still. The other two laughed as he looked sheepish, muttered a 'sorry, love' and surprisedly kept his hands to himself.My nerves glided as I looked around the empty hall, our room a few doors away. "Let's just..." taking the liberty of guiding them to our room, the click of door being locked broke my resolve. The need to just blurt it out and get it out of my system was suffocating me the longer I kept my lips sealed. "I don't know how to s-say this.""It's okay," Nial smiled, caressing my hand in soft strokes. Pressing a kiss to my knuckles, he reassured, "Take your time, darling. We're not going anywhere."Forcing out a harsh exhale, I looked down, then, up and met their different coloured eyes. The green comforting depths in Nadei's. The
Sofia."Yep, I'm definitely gonna be the cool uncle, cause you three can't, for oblivious reasons," Aurelio mocked, boasting himself in the process of roasting Renzo, Luca and Vale. "You're naming your kid after me, right, sorellina?"Holding back a gurgled laugh, I shook my head at him. "You know I'm not doing that.""Meh," he shrugged making me laugh, "Worth a shot."Bombarded with questions after the trio and I returned from the hospital. It was almost an hour since we came back from Delia's office, she was my mother's close friend and co- owned a private clinic with her husband that was also friends with my mom.It was almost ten in the morning now, Nikolai had rushed us to her office at eight AM and I for a moment believed that he didn't get a wink of sleep as he kept dozing off on the car ride, snuggled up to me. His excitement the night before, literally made him lose sleep."What's going on here?" The thick accented voice made the hyped up atmosphere in the dining room, deflate
Sofia.I could feel the boys turning white as the look of absolute rage took over his wrinkly face. The way that he clenched his jaw and squinted his eyes made me slightly cower into my seat, the look in his eyes almost looked like...his...Like.. Adrian's and I gulp, wishing that I haven't talked back as the old bastard yelled causing me to flinch back."WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO ME?!"Luca jumped out of his seat gripping the old hag by the shoulders as he hurried over to my side, in an attempt to attack me. And during the chaos of his rage fit, we don't hear the front door unlocking. "Let me teach her a fucking lesson! The whore!" He flailed his arms around wanting to get out of the strong grip that my brother has on him.Mama hurried to interrupt his hatefulness filled words but failed to make him stop. "Father, don't -""Shut up! You're the one that caused this in the first place. You wouldn't listen to me! And look what it got you. A whore of a daughter, marrying three men
Six years later..Sofia."Momma! Miss Ania gave me this! It's so fluffy!" Throwing his hands up, I break a smile at the sight of his big blue eyes gleaming as he shook a new stuffed toy. It was his birthday today and his friends and his preschool teacher wanted to throw him a little party at the park. It was a win win situation, whereas the kids got out of class to play and have some fun and I had my little boy distracted while I planned his party at home and I thankfully managed to finish everything up in time to pick him up."Look, look, loooook! Lydie gave me this," he blushed at the mention of the cute red head. She was Layla's daughter and Camille's four year old niece."Wow, those are amazing," I gushed matching his enthusiasm, "You know, you can open the rest of them at home. I'll help you. Now, stay with your friends while I go say hi to your teacher, okay?" I kissed his temple, brushing away his dirty blond curls "Okay!" He agreed, jumping up as skidded over to his classmat
Sofia.-Hope that this would give you the justice that you deserve, too.A.H-Ripping the yellow envelope, I pulled a flashdrive, a stack of pictures and a note. I read the messy cursive writing on the folded piece of paper a second time. Unsure of what to feel..I was... relieved but confused. I obviously still didn't know who the stranger was nor did I know how he knew anything this personal about me.However, it didn't matter, now.All what mattered was the slight feel of satisfaction that coursed through my heart. I would be lying if I said that I wasn't a little happy that they got what they deserved. Honestly, It was long overdue. Revenge felt good. Not great.And it had me questioning everything. The thought itself of Adrian's death, his dark eyes staring into nothingness as his equally dark, sick and twisted soul left his body was... satisfactory but it was still missing something.Closure was something that people took for granted, thinking that that they can just move on
Nadei.The world erupted in fire.The blast threw me off my feet, a wall of heat and force slamming into my back as the explosion consumed the alleyway. Debris rained down like fucking bullets, and the scent of burning asphalt filled my lungs. My ears rang, my vision blurred—but I didn’t stop moving. I couldn’t afford to. I. Had.To. Keep. Moving.“SOFIA!”My voice was lost in the chaos, but I caught sight of her through the smoke. My heart squeezed at the sight. Arsen had tackled her to the ground, shielding her with his body as the fire roared behind them. He was bleeding. So was she. But they were alive.Nikolai was on his feet, gun raised, scanning the destruction. Nial had taken cover behind what was left of a dumpster, his face set in a snarl, blood dripping down the side of his head. But the bastard we’d been questioning? Gone.Of course he was.''Fucking hell.'' I spat out a curse, my grip tightening around my gun as I forced my body into motion. We needed to move. Whoever sen
Arsen.The moment of peace I shared with Sofia is quickly shattered. The first explosion rocked the walls, sending a tremor through the floor. The windows rattled violently before one of them burst, spraying shards of glass into the air. In the same breath, the lights flickered and cut out, plunging us into chaos.Fuck! They had where they wanted us. We didn't expect them to strike this fast. And that was our first mistake.“DOWN!” Nikolai roared, tackling Sofia to the ground as a second blast ripped through the room, deafening and blinding. The table flipped, and I hit the ground hard, the taste of dust and gunpowder sharp in my mouth.Gunfire erupted outside, sharp, controlled bursts—whoever was out there wasn’t just trying to scare us. They were here to finish the job.Nadei was the first to move, rolling into cover behind the overturned couch, his gun already in hand. “We’re under attack.”“No shit!” Nial growled, already pulling his own weapon. His face was twisted in fury, but h
Arsen.I had always known my past would come back for me. But I never thought it would come like this—like a blade pressing against my throat, like a storm tearing apart everything in its wake. Like my heart was going to be ripped away from my ribbcage.Sitting in that dimly lit room, my jaw still aching from the blond dickhead's punch, I could feel the weight of my next words before they even left my mouth. I had their attention now. The three men who owned Sofia’s heart. The men who would kill me without hesitation if they thought I was a danger to her.And maybe I was.I exhaled sharply, pushing down the bitterness that always threatened to surface when I thought about what could have been. What should have been. I wasn’t here for that. I was here because I had answers. And they needed them."The people after Sofia? They aren’t just old enemies," I began, my voice even, controlled, despite the storm raging inside me. "They’re the remnants of something much worse. Something that nev
Author's POV.The moment Sofia and her husbands left- fuck, he hated that word. Husbands. It left a bitter taste in his mouth, and it wasn't fair to him. He wanted to be the man for her. He desereved that title, but she chose them, not him, he reminded himself - silence settled over the room like a thick fog, suffocating and heavy. Arsen exhaled sharply, running a hand down his face before gripping the edge of the table. The tension in his shoulders had coiled so tight he thought he might snap.He should have expected this. From the second he locked eyes with those five men in the café, he knew this moment would come. The past had never been the kind to stay buried, not for people like them. Not for men who lived in the shadows of power and blood.Sofia was different now. He had seen it in the steel of her gaze, the way she held herself—not just as a mother, not just as the girl he used to know, but as something else entirely. A woman carved by war and loss, by survival. The Bratva’s
Sofia.The weight of their words still lingered in the air as the car sped down the darkened road, the tension between us thick, charged with an unspoken decision. We all knew what had to be done. Nikolai was the first to break the damning silence, his voice low and resolute. “We need to meet with him.”I snapped my gaze to him. “What?”“You heard me, Malyshka,” he said without looking away from the road. “This isn’t just your problem. It’s all of ours now and we need to handle it as soon as we can.”I frowned, shifting in my seat. “I don’t see how dragging him into this any more than he already is, is going to help.”Nial, sitting beside me, exhaled sharply. “We’re not dragging him into anything. He’s already in it. That café attack wasn’t just a message to you—it was a message to him. His son is a target, too, We aren't about to be caught in the crossfire not knowing whose on our side and who isn't.”A chill ran down my spine. Alexei.He was a fucking kid, he hadn't done a damn thin
Sofia.The car ride was silent, save for the low hum of the engine and the rhythmic drumming of my fingers against my thigh. My mind was a battlefield of thoughts, each one sharper than the last. I knew that they were pissed. The way they had pulled me out of that café like I was some damsel in distress made my skin itch. I wasn’t weak. I wasn’t some fragile thing they needed to protect. Gosh, how many freaking times did they want me to spell that out for them!But I also wasn’t stupid.Someone had set this up. Someone wanted Arsen dead and I gone. And that meant one thing—there were more secrets lurking beneath the surface than I realized.Nikolai’s grip on the steering wheel was tight, his knuckles turning white. “What the hell were you thinking?” he finally snapped, his voice controlled but laced with fury. ''You had security details for a reason. You should never leave the house without them. How fucking hard was that to understand?!''“I was thinking that I was going to meet him,
Sofia.I adjusted the coat around my shoulders, feeling the familiar knot of tension settle in my stomach as I stepped into the quiet café. This place was almost a regular place for me and Arsen. It was small, tucked away from the chaos of the busy streets, and dimly lit. It should’ve been comforting, but something about it felt off—like a weight hanging in the air that I couldn’t quite place.When I spotted Arsen, sitting in a booth near the back with a young boy beside him, I couldn’t help the sharp inhale that caught in my throat. The child—he looked so much like his father. Dark curls, big, curious brown eyes that seemed to take in everything around him, and a quiet kind of wariness that made my heart twist in ways I didn’t expect.“Belle Mia,” Arsen greeted, standing up as I approached. His voice was warm, though there was an edge to it. A tension I couldn’t ignore. I was never wrong about this ki
Nadei.The soft light of dawn filtered through the curtains, casting a golden glow over the bed. The air was thick with the remnants of last night—passion still clinging to our skin, the scent of her still on my hands, my mouth. I was never going to get enough of her. Not in this lifetime, not in any.Sofia lay sprawled between us, her body relaxed, her breathing steady. She was a fucking masterpiece. Marked. Claimed. Her skin bore the evidence of our hands, our mouths, our need.But it wasn’t enough. It would never be enough.I propped myself on my elbow, my fingers tracing lazy patterns over her bare back. Her skin was warm, soft, and I watched as she stirred, blinking up at me with sleep-heavy eyes. Nikolai was curled around her from behind, his face buried in her hair, and Nial’s arm was draped possessively over her waist, his grip firm even in sleep.She was completely ours.I pressed my lips to her shoulder, fee
Sofia.The world outside ceased to exist the moment they laid me down. I was surrounded—by heat, by hands, by lips that mapped every inch of my body with a devotion so fierce it stole my breath. I could feel my pussy pulse with need. I could cry from how much I craved their cocks in me.Gods, it's been a while since they have fucked me.Nikolai was the first to move, his hands gripping my thighs as he settled between them, his hazel eyes dark with unspoken promises. “Look at you,” he murmured, his voice like silk laced with fire. “Already so desperate for us. Spread your legs open for us, Kitten. Let us see that gorgeous pussy.”I was beyond desperate.Nadei hovered over me, his jade-green eyes locking onto mine as his fingers traced my collarbone, down between my breasts, down to my heat, teasing me, testing me. “You’re always so responsive, kotyonok,” he mused, his lips curving into something wicked