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
Sofia.Flashback..."Here!" A hand grasped onto a lilly, holding it to my face, blocking my vision of the sweet brown haired boy as he looked at my reaction. "This is for you, Sof!"Awestruck, I blushed, shakily grabbing the beautiful flower. Giving him a blinding smile, my eyes glistened in the warm sun energizing my gloomy self. "It's so pretty. Thanks!""It's no biggie," his lips stretched into a full blown grin, giggling as I caught his warm eyes. I felt myself turn beet red, fidgeting with my hands as he uttered, shyly. "Pretty people deserve getting pretty things!""Y-you think.. that I'm p-pretty?" I stuttered, rocking on my heels, back and forth. Not used to the adorable and effortless way he complimented me in. And in the state that I was in, I couldn't believe that he really thought that I was anything close to being... pretty.The word seemed so foreign.Because I was no match to the flower he had compared me with."Mhm, really cute too.""T-thanks," I stammered, turning my
Sofia.Accepting the call, I held my breath, not wishing to let it go as if it was my last. Waiting for him to commence and say something... anything. But only silence greeted me. Not a single word from his side, only shallow breathing and prolonged sighs.As if he was preparing himself.I was too, in a way."Do you know how many times I have waited for you to s-show up?" I willed myself to whisper, clutching my phone tighter. Emotions hogging my airway. "You promised me, you know. I thought that you-" I heaved a harsh breath, plopping to the cold marble floor."Bella.... Please," he started, "Listen to me for a second.""No, you listen to me, Sir." I whisper- shouted through with this hide and seek game that he was pulling me into. "You can't just disappear for years on end and then fucking show up. And you absolutely, cannot and will not ever approach my son or I swear to whatever that is holy..."I let my threat hang in the air as I brush my hair back. The simmering anger I felt ju
Sofia.My eyes began to water. My mouth felt too dry and my throat felt parched but not from emotion. But because of who was sitting right in front of me. Being him. Fucking Arsen.There was one great thing about me that I took pride in. My ability to remember every single person that I meet's name. Be it days, months or years, I always remember. It was a talent at this point. For me to not forget this man from six years ago.The same idiot that tried to slyly swerve his way into my life.Clenching my jaw, I plastered a smile on my face as I faced him, grinning at me without a care taking sips of his latte. "What the fuck is this?" I almost growled. "Couldn't bother telling me that I actually know you?""Oh, do you, now?" He looked smug.I rolled my eyes and asked. Genuinely curious. Slightly vindictive. Overly caffeinated. "What's your endgame?" I felt my fingers twitch as looked at me like a curious puppy. "What do you mean?" His confusion made it even worse for me to keep my comp
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
Sofia.The air between us was thick with tension as Arsen walked away, his figure melting into the shadows of the dimly lit restaurant. I could feel all three of their eyes on me, waiting for some kind of explanation.I could feel Nikolai’s hand still resting on mine, his fingers slowly squeezing as though grounding himself, trying to stay calm. But I knew it was a struggle. I cleared my throat, trying to find the right words. “It’s not what you think.”Nial’s thumb stroked my wrist gently, his gaze soft yet insistent. “Then what is it, Love?”I took a steadying breath, trying to calm the rapid beat of my heart. “Arsen is... complicated. We’ve been through a lot together, but it’s not like that anymore.” My voice softened, remembering the time before. "He’s just—he's always been protective of me. I think that’s why he can’t let go."Nadei, ever the direct one,
Sofia.Warm fingers traced lazy circles on my bare shoulder, pulling me from the delicate balance between sleep and wakefulness. I sighed, snuggling deeper into the warmth surrounding me, pressing my cheek against the firm chest beneath me."Kotyonok?" Nikolai's sleep-rough voice sent a pleasant shiver down my spine. The gruffness of his tone stirred Nadei and Nial awake. "Where do you think you're going off to so soon?"I hummed, stretching slightly, only for an arm to tighten around my waist, pulling me back. Nadei was behind me, his breath soft against the back of my neck, his arm possessively slung over my stomach. Nial was in front, his leg tangled with mine, his fingers skimming my thigh beneath the sheets.I was wrapped in them.Surrounded. Sheltered. It felt like a cocoon—like something I could sink into and never leave.“I should get up,” I whispered.Nadei made a soft sound of disapproval. &ld
SofiaThe next morning had been a whirlwind of movement. Jade, ever the eager student, had rushed to get ready for school, rattling off facts about dinosaurs while I helped him with his shoes. “Mama, did you know T-Rex had a bite force of over 12,000 pounds?”“I did not,” I said, tightening the laces before giving him a kiss on the forehead. “Go impress your teacher with that one.”Jade beamed before running toward the door, where Nadei was waiting to drive him."Let's go, Papa!"Meanwhile, Lorelai had clung to my leg, her big blue eyes watching me with suspicion. Her words are coming out a little quieter, “Do you hab to go?”I smoothed back her dark curls, smiling. “I do, but guess what? You get to spend the day with Nonna and Nonno!”Her face scrunched in thought. “Zio Vale, tell me more funny stories?”I grinned. “If you ask him nicely.”She gasped. “I’ll make him tell all the stories.”With that, she finally let go, running toward the living room where my mother sat with my father
SofiaThe low murmur of conversation faded as I followed Nadei, Nikolai, and Nial into the study. The warmth of the living room was left behind, replaced by the quiet weight of the dimly lit space. A fire crackled in the hearth, casting flickering shadows along the walls lined with bookshelves.The tension was tangible, wrapping around us like a second skin. The laughter and ease from dinner had settled into a cautious silence, and for a moment, none of us spoke.Nadei was the first to break it.“We need to talk about earlier.” His voice was as steady as ever, but there was something different this time—less command, more restraint.I crossed my arms, leaning against the edge of the desk. “Alright. Then talk.”Nikolai exhaled through his nose, running a hand through his hair before pacing to the window. “Sofia, we weren’t trying to control you,” he said, his voice quieter than usual. “That was never the intention.”I arched a brow. “Then what was?”He hesitated, his gaze flicking towa
SofiaThe aroma of fresh herbs and garlic filled the kitchen, mingling with the buttery warmth of dough being kneaded and the gentle bubbling of tomato sauce simmering on the stove. Laughter and light conversation wove through the air, blending seamlessly with the rhythmic sounds of chopping, stirring, and the occasional clatter of utensils.Jade sat on a stool beside me, carefully plucking fresh basil leaves from their stems, his small hands moving with focused determination. He had been given the important task of preparing the herbs—a duty he took very seriously. Every now and then, he’d pause to sniff the leaves before placing them in a neat pile.“Mama, do you think Papa Niko will like a lot of basil or just a little?” he asked, his brow furrowing as if the fate of the entire meal depended on the answer.I glanced at Nikolai, who was rolling out dough at the other end of the counter, his large hands working the flour-dusted surface with practiced ease. Lorelai sat securely on his