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Sofia.
"You ruined this family, Sofia. Your mother is dead, your brother's body is nowhere to be found and it's all because of you, cursed child." My father yelled as he pointed at me, gritting his teeth together as his eyes blazed with hatred. "I am sorry." I whispered in tears, before turning around to run into my room. 'Were those words really what I wanted to hear again?' I pondered as I folded my hands across my chest, not noticing her till she snapped her fingers in my face. "Earth to Sofiaaaaa." She sang and I blinked, her words bringing me back to reality. "Sorry. You were saying?" I asked and she grinned, shaking her head sideways like she couldn't believe me. "Are you still thinking about your father not attending?" Cherry, my best friend inquired, reminding me of my earlier sadness as my heart clenched in pain. I let out a sigh, trying to force a smile as I shook my head sideways meaning no. Cherry threw me a "I don't believe you" look. "You know what, why don't you hit the club with me? Sure it will cheer you up." She suggested and I widened my eye balls at her. "Hell no." I refused and she pouted her lips at me. "Come on. You don't have to take hot drinks, just come wind up." She tried convincing me but my mind was already made up. "Still a no. Whether hot drinks or not, I already made an Oath to never drink again and you know why." I told her as I threw her a look. She immediately kept shut and looked elsewhere. I looked up to the sky knowing tomorrow was going to be my brother's anniversary. It's been four years since his death and it still felt like yesterday, when I urged us to go out. "Thank you Marco, you protected me to the end and will always be the best, big brother ever." I whispered, before shutting my eyes to hold back the tears threatening to fall. ............ ............ "Whoa! Drink uppp." Cherry yelled over the loud blaring noise as she gulped two glasses of hot Vodka at once. I felt a pinging headache hit me as I nursed my beverage drinks. I wasn't even going to touch an energy drink because they still had traces of alcohol in it and alcohol here, ruined my life. After noticing me about to cry while remembering Marco, Cherry made sure to drag me here against my wheel. "I am about to hit the dance floor, wanna join?" She asked and I was about to say no when I remembered how crazy Cherry could be, she would literally call the bouncers to drag me over to the floor, so nope, wasn't taking that chance. "Yes, but not now. Need to have more of this." I lied, shoving my drink in her face and she smiled. "That's more like it. Have fun, girl." She patted me on my back, before leaving to go dance. One minute in, I saw her already grinding her botty on an unknown man's crotch, almost twerking against him. A smile fought it's way to my face and I didn't know when: "Hello. Wanna try that with me?" Another unknown man made an appearance in my presence and nodded towards my friend and her guy. The smile wiped off my face immediately and I frowned because this man Infront of me, was reeking of alcohol that made me want to barf. His hair were also rough looking, with his beard that made him look like a terrorist. "Uhn no but thanks." I appreciated him and turned the other way to avoid him. Hopefully he would take the hint. "Your loss then." He did take the hint and I wanted to laugh. I think I was better off the loss, thankfully he wasn't one of those brute who forced themselves on woman or so I thought. While watching everyone mingle happily while I sat in a corner, drinking, I remembered how this lifestyle used to be mine. Partying and drinking every hour, too bad that was no longer me. Everything crumbled the day I graduated highschool and forced my nerd, elder brother, Marco to the hottest club in town to celebrate that. We got too drunk especially him and since it was his first time, drinking that much, I took the wheel. That was the worst mistake of my life. I could have called a cab or dad to pick us, but I knew we would get into trouble. Still, there were other alternatives but I decided to drive. My memories from that day is so blurry and mashed up, probably from too much drinking or from the trauma knowing that I sent my brother to an early grave. Father was beyond disappointed in me, he avoided me and my mother lost it, sinking into depression before it took her life away. It was just father and I now, but mostly it felt like just me because if mother hadn't made father promise to look after me, he would have tossed me out by now, disowning me. I did take his heir and golden boy away from his life. His carbon copy, as he calls Marco. I took the last sip of my beverage and tried to get down from my stool to leave, but tripped instead. I was about to hit the floor when I felt a strong hand wrapped around my waist, the other fondling my chest as the strong, stench of alcohol hit my nose again. Bile rushed to my throat especially when this geezer began to kiss me on the neck and stroke every part of my body. "I gotta admit, I never thought that this drug would work so fast." He chuckled and my mind raced with panic. 'What was he saying? Please don't tell me...' I had barely completed my thoughts when he spoke again. "I spiked your drink while you were turning around from me and said those last words to distract you. I have been watching you and your friend since you both walked through the front day and I have to say, you are even more sexy despite not doing a thing." He told me. I tried struggling against his hold but failed as he began to drag me to God knows where, while repeatedly pecking me all over. I wrinkled my nose in disgust, knowing I would need a bath after this. "L-let me go." I stuttered but got no response as he dragged into the elevator and pressed the floor we were going to. I tried struggling against him again, but he pinned me against the elevator, and began to rub his hard-on against me. "Shush, we will soon be there and you will have me all to yourself." He whispered into my ear, giving my earlobe a huge bite in the process that made me wince. He moved his hand to my chest, probably about to take things further when the elevator made a sound and I thanked God within. He dragged me out, about to push me into a room when I regained my stance. I bit him hard on the arm and he let go, a howl coming out of his mouth then I took the opportunity, raised my knees like Marco taught me once and hit him in the balls. A loud painful groan escaped his mouth and he dropped to his knees, his face squeezing in pain so I dashed out of his presence immediately, my heart racing when I heard his footsteps behind me. "You bitch! Get back here." He cursed and I noticed the angry tone he used meaning if he should catch me now, I was dead so I increased my pace, despite feeling tired and my head so heavy, it could fall. I noticed a pathway opened at the far end, probably a way out of here so I ran into it and shut the door tightly behind me, as I exhaled sharply, my heart calming as I moved away from the door, my vision too blurry to grasp what this place exactly was. "Who are you?" A deep baritone resounded heavily behind me, causing me to jump in frighten as my eyes cleared and I realized that I escaped from one hell to another.Luca’s POVIt all started the moment I looked at Isabella.She stood there with that cold, sharp stare she thought hid her feelings. It never did. I knew her too well. I’d raised her. Protected her. Given her everything my mother begged me to give her before she took her last breath.Isabella wasn’t a stranger.She wasn’t a threat.She wasn’t a lover—no matter how much she wanted to be.She was blood.And I owed her everything.But right now… she was the only person I trusted to stay with Sofia without hurting her or betraying me.“Stay with her,” I told Isabella quietly as I uncuffed Sofia’s hands and lifted her from the floor, laying her gently on the bed.Sofia’s eyes were half open… confused… tired… scared. She looked like she wanted to ask a hundred questions but didn’t have the strength for even one.I leaned down, brushing my lips against her forehead.A soft kiss.A promise without words.A warning I hoped she never understood.“I’ll be back,” I whispered.Her f
Sofia’s POVSome knocks feel like threats.Some knocks feel like warnings.But the knock that came after Luca whispered don’t scream…felt like a knife pressed to my throat.And the worst part?Luca wasn’t surprised.He didn’t jump.He didn’t look back.He didn’t stop what he was doing.He just let out a slow, annoyed breath.“Fuck off, Isabella!” he snapped.My eyes flew open.Isabella?That wasn’t a name I knew.It wasn’t a name Luca ever mentioned.It wasn’t a name that belonged in this house.“Who… who could that be?” I whispered to myself.“That doesn’t sound familiar at all.”But Luca didn’t care that I was confused.He didn’t care that someone was behind the door listening.He didn’t care that danger might be standing a few feet away.He just kept touching me.Slow.Deep.Relentless.My legs were already shaking from everything he’d done before, but he didn’t stop. He didn’t ease up. He didn’t give me time to catch my breath. It felt like he was trying
Sofia’s POVLuca didn’t flinch.Not even a blink.He just stared at me—straight into me—like whoever entered the house didn’t matter. Like he knew exactly who it was. Like he’d already decided they could wait.His eyes burned.Dark.Hungry.Dangerous.It made my whole body tense, every breath catching in my throat. I should’ve been scared. I should’ve begged him to untie me and run. I should’ve yelled for help—But all I could think was:God… he’s going to touch me again.My legs trembled.My cheeks burned.My stomach twisted so tight I almost gasped.I hated myself for wanting it.For craving it.For shaking from the last time and still needing more.What was wrong with me?Why did my body still reach for him even after everything— the fear, the yelling, the handcuff?Why did I still want him?Luca turned back to me slowly, like the sound downstairs didn’t exist at all. His chest rose and fell hard, his jaw tight, his eyes locked on me like he was swallowing me who
Sofia’s POVThe moment the door slammed, the room went still again.Cold.Too quiet.Too heavy.My wrists ached from the belt cutting into them, my shoulders burning from the stretch, my chest rising and falling too fast. I stared at the ceiling, counting the seconds, trying not to panic.He was gone.Really gone.The ringing downstairs finally stopped.I swallowed hard and whispered to myself,“Maybe he left. Maybe he finally left.”But even I didn’t believe that.I twisted my head toward the doorway. Nothing. No footsteps. No voice. No angry pacing. No slammed doors.Nothing.Just me and the damn cuff.“Luca…” I whispered into the silence. “Where did you go?”I saw the name flash for one second on the screen before he grabbed it.Adrian.Wonder who that could be…If Luca ran like that to answer, it meant only one thing—Whoever Adrian was, Luca trusted him.Enough to drop everything.Enough to leave me cuffed down without a second thought.That alone made my st
Luca’s POVI fear only one thing—Sofia walking away from me.And tonight…she tried.She actually stood on the damn window ledge, ready to throw herself out rather than stay with me. Rather than look at me. Rather than trust me.And she thinks after that, I’m going to let her go?She doesn’t know me at all.I stood by the door, staring at her tied body on the bed. My belt locked her wrists above her head, tight, unforgiving, leaving no space for hope or escape. Her skin was red from pulling, her chest rising fast, her eyes still filled with anger and fear and something else she didn’t want to admit.I didn’t want it to come to this.But she forced my hand.“You pushed me, Sofia,” I said quietly. “You tried to jump, and now you expect freedom? You really think I’m giving you that?”She glared at me, teeth clenched. “Let me go.”I actually laughed. I couldn’t help it.“I will never let you go,” I said, walking closer to the bed. “Stop telling me that. The more you say it,
Sofia’s POVI lay there on the bed, my wrists cuffed above my head, the cold metal biting into my skin, my chest still rising fast from everything Luca had just done—saving me, trapping me, claiming me, threatening me.And then the scream came.A loud, sharp, painful scream that shook the whole house.Both Luca and I froze.His head snapped toward the door.My heart jumped into my throat.The scream came again.A man’s scream.One filled with pain… and rage.I felt the bed shake as Luca pushed away from me.“Stay here,” he demanded.I actually laughed weakly through my fear.“Where else am I supposed to go?”He didn’t answer.He didn’t even look at me.He stormed out of the room so fast the door slammed into the wall behind him.And I was left alone.Just me.The cuffs.The silence.And the memory of almost falling to my death.I pulled at the cuffs again and again, my wrists burning.Nothing.No movement.No hope.I couldn’t even sit up.My legs trembled fro







