~~~I can no longer be mean to my baby sister. He almost said, but bit his tongue. “Would you believe me if I said I realized how mistaken I was for seeing you differently from others?” When he saw the visible frown of confusion on her face, he walked closer and placed his hands on her shoulders. “What I mean, freckles, is that I've seen you for who you truly are. I thought you were a whiny brat, and that's why I didn't like you. I’ve realized you're different from that," She had never been a whiny brat. He was just lying and he secretly hoped she'd buy his lie. "I never knew I was a whiny person?” She tilted her head to the side with a smile on her lips. That's because you're not. I just needed an excuse to hate you then. "I said I thought you were a whiny person, freckles," Sophia's smile widened at the nickname. Freckles. "Why are you calling me that?" "What?” His lips quirked up into a smirk. “Freckles?" She nodded. “Yes," "Because you have freckles," just like our mum. "Lu
~~~ SOPHIA SQUINTED HER eyes at whatever was on the laptop as she tried to understand it. She flinched away from the laptop on her reading table when she heard a knock on her room door, followed by the sound of the door opening. Before she could turn to look at the person, the person called out. “Soph," Sophia froze, unable to move. Blood rushed to her ears, and her breathing accelerated. Her mind clogged up with a particular flashback, and sweat trickled down her face. Her hands began to shake and they involuntarily went to her neck where she had been choked. She gulped down, feeling her fingers shaking against her neck as she remembered the terrifying moment of almost dying in Saige's hand. The person called from behind her again. “Are you okay?" Sophia flinched and stood up, turning to stare at Saige, who was smiling at her as if she hadn't tried to kill her twice or thrown hateful words at her on her birthday.
~~~ Saige took deep breaths, struggling to calm herself down ,as her father's words rang in her mind. "Help me, Romano. She has lost her mind. My daughter has lost it and I can't lose her. She’s all I have," Shortly after she had left her art room, she was going to her dad's office to talk things through with him and make him understand when she heard him talking to Chase on the phone. That had immediately stopped her from meeting him and she rushed back to her room once she heard that Chase was coming over. He was coming for her. That means he at least cared. That was the first step to love, right? At the thought of that, a small smile appeared on her lips. “Chase cares about me and he's coming for me. I have to dress good for him and falsify dad's words about me losing my mind. Once I'm sure he's convinced, I’ll place an order for the anti-depressants," In less than fifteen minutes, she was staring at her reflec
~~~ THE MOMENT HE walked through the front door of his mansion with his underboss and Consigliere beside him, Chase barely caught sight nor registered the presence of the petite girl whose hair was flying around as she whirled towards them, invading his nostrils with her coconut shampoo before hurling herself into his underboss' arms. Chase and his underboss froze. His consigliere whipped his head towards them. "Thanks for the gift, Lucas," Sophia wrapped her small arms tighter around Lucas' torso, pressing her cheeks further into his chest. “I love them," Lucas lips parted, but no sound came out. Realising he was speechless, he raised his eyes towards the staircase, catching Valerie's eyes as she smiled down at him, her eyes urging him to just hug their sister back. He slowly raised his arms up and wrapped them around Sophia's shoulder. “You’re welcome," That was the moment Chase's jaw hardened, and his eyes narrowed into slits, thr
~~~Saige cut off her father. "No!" She gripped his collar. “Can’t you understand me and what I'm going through, dad? I - I can't see a therapist. I - everyone will think I'm out of my mind. It won't get past Chase's ears and that would be the end. I can't live without him. I will kill myself, dad. I can't see a therapist. I’m not mad. I'm only mentally unstable at the moment. Just a few anti-depressants will help, dad. I’m sure of that," "Listen to me, sweetheart," De Luca blinked back the tears glistening in his eyes ,seeing his only child in that condition. "Stop saying things like that. Nothing is wrong with you. You aren't losing it. You're probably still in shock after what happened last night to you. You just need a therapist, trust me," "I told you I don't need a therapist!” She shoved her dad away and stood on her feet, running her fingers through her hair. “I don't need a therapist. Only people who are out of their minds need it," "No, my
~~~Therapist. Seeing a therapist meant she was out of her senses, yeah? "I-I'm not out of my senses,” She bent down to pick the comb, then continued combing her hair. “I’m not mad. I - I don't need a therapist. Only crazy people do. Even Valerie said I'm a strong woman,” a smile appeared on her face, and the comb fell from her shaky hands again, making the smile disappear. Immediately, the image of herself being raped flashes in front of her eyes, and her knees buckled. "Again, having that mental imbalance might make her remember the assault," Saige staggered on her feet, and her butt landed on the bed. She stared at her shaky hands and buried her fingers in her hair to untangle them since the comb wasn't working. "I-I have to leave. I need to go home. They-Chase would choose Sophia over me again once he learned that I've lost it. Who would want an assaulted, mentally unstable woman to rule his empire beside