All Chapters of A Deal With Mr. Baron: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

“Sofia” His voice and his brittle fingers gnashing against her cheeks sent an electric sizzle up her body. There was a flash of light behind her eyes as Sofia reluctantly and completely surrendered herself to Oscar’s touch.He pulled off her clothes and allowed it fall to the ground. And then he stood to mount her. She lifted her gaze, moving backwards with her elbow buried into the rumpled silk sheets. She pushed a lump down her throat as he framed her chin and Sofia was faced with the immense desire that pulsated through his veins and glimmered in his stormy eyes.“I want you.” He declared, all that was left between their electric skins being the black brassiere she still wore—the brassiere he was quick to rip off and a shaky breath escaped her lips. “I want you too, Oscar” Her breathes drowned into his ears as her arms wrapped around his neck. She pulled him into her as he crashed his lips for a lasting kiss.It was the hundredth that night but his kiss still felt so refreshing, so

“Here you go!” With a tainted smile across her lips, Sofia handed the freshly brewed cup of coffee she’d made over the counter to Brenda, who was nearly as enthusiastic as she was.Brenda looked into the cup before spreading a few dollar bills across the table and she returned a smile. “You’re getting better at this, newbie” She commended and Sofia’s eyes sparked as though she craved that much validation from someone she saw only once a day. But then again, it was Brenda—the same Brenda who didn’t like her a few weeks ago when she started because of how many times she mixed up her order.“Really?” Sofia echoed, thrilled to hear that and Brenda rolled her eyes.“Don’t push it, newbie” She turned around and left the queue, she wasn’t going to stop calling her that even if overnight, Sofia turned into an expert. She, on the other hand liked the name and Brenda. She was one of the early morning customers that Sofia looked forward to. Merely a love-hate relationship but Brenda soon began t

“Sofia.”His voice drew her attention towards him and when she turned to face his earnest gaze, she expected him to at least be dressed but rather Oscar arched his brows and held the pregnancy test in his hands. “What is this?” He asked. What it look like?Even she couldn’t fathom the tension-filled moment as words failed her. “Oscar—“ She rather called but he shook his head. “Why did you hide this from me?” He let out a deep exhale from his lips as he tried to drown his racing thoughts. “Are you—““Oscar.”“Are you pregnant, Sof?” He asked the obvious question and her cheeks grew inflamed with embarrassment. “I don’t know Oscar. The truth is i’ve not been feeling well and i’ve not been feeling myself and i just wanted to rule it out. I don’t know” She walked towards him to hold his hands.“The reason i didn’t tell you yet was i didn’t want to make a fuss out of what was not. And if you heard my voicemail, i assumed you’d come back home and then i’d have known the results but—““You

The silence throughout the entire house was deafening.But luckily for Sofia, Annie had driven back to the villa with the rest of the Baron family and now, they both were slouched in the corner of room. Sofia stared into the distance with her arms folded, a million thoughts gushing behind her eyes.The last she’d seen Oscar was when he furiously alighted from the car and charged towards his office in the house. It was a dreadful ride with a brooding tension that could be cut with a knife. And ever since Francesca and Aaron had announced the news, everyone was whirling in silence. Not many words were said even though they all knew what it meant.It meant that it was over.There was no point anymore and as selfish as it sounded, Aaron had won. Oscar’s anger was justified but Sofia’s fate was still unknown. “I shouldn’t be out here” She said to Annie who then turned around to her. They were the only ones left downstairs, just opposite the room Oscar was in. “I should meet him”“It’s a t

"How did i get here Theodore?” Sofia squared him in his eyes and he ran his hands through his thick, moist hair. “Can we just sit and talk like reasonable adults?” He scoffed underneath his breath but all she did was brush into his shoulders and reached around for whatever belonged to her.“I should go” Sofia was agitated, as if staring at the half nude bod of her husband’s brother wasn’t bad enough, her mind also reminisced about the taste of his lips. This was over and it was never happening again—they both made that abundantly clear the last time they spoke.And they agreed to actively avoid each other, never to speak again. As she reached for her things, she decided to keep to that promise. “Can we just talk, Sofia?” He reached to hold her but she slipped out of his grasp.“You know what nevermind” Out of breath, she heaved from her lips and her hair was a disaster on top of her head. Bags were livid beneath her eyes and her skin was a washed crimson color. She could’ve just had a