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She couldn't wait. Her heart was thumping wildly against its ribcage, and she didn't know why. It was either she was just too happy to leave or scared of being found by Chase or his men.But she had nothing to worry about. Saige had made sure no one suspected them and that Sophia left without anyone knowing in the car she arranged for her.No one would even be able to recognize her. Sophia was sure of that. Blonde hair wig; check. Green eye contact lens; check. Dressing style other than that of someone of her nature: check. Make up; check. Everything was ready.Sophia was still on a que at the checkpoint. She was behind the person whose luggage was being checked. She was nervous and anxious at the same time. Her palms were sweaty, and she fisted her hands into ball, placing it on her chest. She could feel the wild thumping of her heart beneath her hands as she looked round the airport to be sure none of Chase's men were lurking around.~~~He continued; Now, I hope you both will be able to take the bomb that I'm about to drop on you. I don't think I'll be able to make it out of the ICU. Even if I go out of there, I’ll be coming out as a corpse, so I'm sure you're only reading this because I'm dead. I made a friend over here. She's the nurse that gave you this note because I specifically asked her to give it to you both if I don't make it out alive. If I had made it out alive, I’d have asked her to get rid of it. I trust her enough to do so. The baby I'm giving birth to isn't your full sister. She’s not your father's daughter. She’s Agosti Bennett's daughter, and I hope you still take her as your full sister and not a step-sister. I know you're probably confused because of this. I really want to apologies for not staying loyal to your father. My excuses won't bail me out, I know, but still, I hope you forgive me as you read this. The mafia world works unjustly. It’s unfair to us women but it doesn't guarantee that
~~~ SOPHIA JERKED AWAKE and sat up the moment she realized she had just had a bad dream. Her eyes fell on Chase, who was seated on the couch in her room, staring at her as if she was the only one in his world. "Ch - chase," Chase dropped the cigar between his lips on the ground and stepped on it, turning off the fire before walking towards her in small, predatory steps. He sat on her bed and stared at her as she stared back at him. “You left the wedding hall. Why?" Sophia's brows pulled into a frown before realization dawned on her that he was actually married to someone else other than her. “You – Saige – she -," "She's in my room,” He said. “You want to meet her?" "No,” She shook her head. “I-," She hurled herself towards him. “You won't leave me, right? I - I had a very bad dream just now. You - you left me. You told me you loved her and that she was your only wife. You divorced me and threw me out of your lives. You-you-," Chase cut her off by placing his lips on hers. Whe
~~~The thought of Sophia being the only one who could turn him on made her hate the girl. "Aren't you supposed to be with me tonight?” She asked, moving closer to him. “It’s our wedding night, and we should be -" Chase cut her off. “You won't give me the pleasure I want, Saige,” He replied. “Only Sophia does," His words struck her like an arrow straight to the chest, and her knees buckled. How could the man she just newly married openly tell her on their wedding night that she couldn't give him the pleasure he wanted? How could he even tell her a barely twenty year old girl was the only one who could give him pleasure? "What-," Her throat clogged up. “What do you mean?" "Look, Saige,” Chase sighed. “What you want is not going to be possible because there would be no satisfaction in having sex with you. I only find satisfaction with Sophia. Only us both can give each other what we want," "Are you saying you're going to have sex with her on our wedding night?” She asked. “This n
~~~ "Where's Sophia?” Chase demanded from Valerie once he saw her at the party. Valerie replied. “Uhh – she was beside me during the wedding ceremony. She got upset about something and left. She didn't even answer me when I called out to her. I don't know what made her upset," "Go," Valerie nodded and left. Chase ran his hands through his hair, frustration gnawing at him. He knew why she had gotten upset and left the hall. What if something happened to her? "They both looked cute together,” a voice belonging to a female came, followed by a giggle behind Chase. Another person chuckled. “I always knew the Don's consigliere was sweet and flirty, but I didn't think he'd fall in love really quick because of his reputation as a playboy. Luciano Romano loves to sleep around. He looked madly in love with her," "Anyone would be madly in love with her,” the first person replied. “She’s pretty and innocent. I wonder how she ended up in the Romano mansion. She was sitting next to Valerie
~~~ HAVE YOU EVER attended your own husband's wedding, especially when it was a crime for a man to marry more than one woman in your country? That was the situation Sophia was in, except that her own was much more hurting because no one knew of her two weeks old wedding to Chase. It stung because she was even seated on the first row beside Valerie while Lucas stood beside Chase at the altar. Bile rose in her throat as the song for the bride's arrival played, and Saige, dressed in a white beautiful wedding dress while covering her face with the veil, walked down the aisle towards Chase, her arm linked with her father's while she held a bouquet of flowers in her other hand. That was what Sophia always wished for. She always wished for a wedding like that. A wedding where her dad would hold her like that and walk her down the aisle towards her Prince Charming. It was just so unfortunate that her dad wasn't there two weeks ago to hold her like that and walk her down the aisl
~~~He finally let go of her throat to adjust her body underneath him. Her hands went to his pants; she unbuttoned them before tugging them down his legs. Once his pants and boxers were discarded, Chase fisted his cock in his palms, stroking it gently as he looked into her eyes. He leaned down and took one of her tits in his mouth, nipping it before sucking it into his mouth. One hand stroked his length while the other one groped her breasts, his fingers twisting and turning her tit, tugging them harshly. A delicious sensation spread through her body, and she softly ran her hand up and down his back. He took both of her tits in his mouth in turns. He pulled back and then landed a few gentle slaps, watching as they shook from his assault. His other hand went to her throat; he squeezed it, all the while looking into her eyes as he glided the tip of his cock up and down her entrance coated with her wetness. "Who do you belong to?” He asked, his expression tense, his voice hoarse. "