ログインAlexander’s POV“Sophia?” I call out, moving without a thought. “I’ll catch up,” I say to Scott.“Sure. See you at the gathering.”“Alexander?” Her tiny croak travels to my ears as her legs come out first, dangling from the seat.I pull the door wider and go around it to see her yawning and scratching her left eye. Her purse is on the floor of the car. Her jacket is in her lap. Her veil hangs crookedly behind her head. Strands of hair are stuck in her mouth. My jaw falls slightly. Warmth blossoms in my chest as I stare at her. There’s something so endearing about the way she looks. Adorable might be a better word to describe what I’m looking at.“I need to pee.” She utters, still scratching her left eye.Oh!I drop my eyes to see the way she twists her legs together. Then, I pick up her purse and stretch to place it behind her.“Can you walk?”She nods.I quickly move, picking up her shoes from the ground. When I return, I take her right foot first, slipping it into her shoe. My min
Alexander’s POVHer lips press on my right cheek, unrelenting and inching closer to my lips, “Alexander…” She mutters, warm cocktail breath brushing my face.My chest pounds against hers. My grip on her thighs tightens.“Please,” she pleads softly, turning my face to where she needs my lips. “I want…”Her lips brush mine again.But I’m faster; I drop my head and turn it the other way, releasing a deep breath. I lean forward and bend, carefully setting her down on the seat.She grabs my collar.“Sophia?” I blurt, holding on to her wrists. She starts to tilt backward.“Let’s make out…” Voice sultry, she pulls me with her as she falls back on the seat. My leg moves before I can think, climbing on as I’m forced to tip over with her. I quickly pin my palms on the space around her head.She blinks slowly. Her golden ponytail splays, escaping the veil. Her lips are parted as she breathes audibly, while half of her breasts just spill artfully.“I want to make out with you…” She mumbles, pul
Alexander’s POVShe nods, releasing a soft breath as her left hand begins sliding up my chest. “You made me this way…”A lump forms in my throat, forcing my breath to pause.“You used to touch me all the time… my boobs, my body, with your mouth, and put your fingers inside me… but you stopped… Why? Why’d you stop? That’s why I miss it and want to… want us to have sex…”My head pounds.‘You made me this way’ keeps ringing in my brain. It makes my stomach churn. She’s told no lies. I introduced her to something that was wrong from the onset, twisted, should never have been, but now–“But that’s not all I want from you…” She interrupts my thoughts and presses her lips to where the left barbell is. She kisses it again, stroking the other one.I hold her close, clinging to every movement and breath she takes, clinging to the tingling in my chest; anything to rid me of the guilt suffocating me once again.“I want to know you.” She mutters. My pulse quickens.Her arms slide around my silk s
Alexander’s POVStanding outside my car, I hold my tablet, swiping through the documents my lawyer has just emailed to me. My phone is placed on the seat, still on a call with him. “We offered ten billion after signing the NDA… That was more than enough to cover their debts, acquire major shares, and absorb their assets.”“On paper? Yes, it would have been.” Mark responds.I pause, taking a deep breath as I scratch my forehead. “On paper? What is that?”“The valuation works if everything is exactly as disclosed during due diligence. But not anymore.”My jaw tightens. I pick up my phone, turn off the loudspeaker, and put it against my ear. “Explain.”He takes a deep breath and says, “Look at page five.”I swipe on the Thorne Tab, staring at figures.“Rose Manufacturing… their liabilities are… layered.” He utters carefully. “What they disclosed initially and what we uncovered this week are not the same… Off-book obligations, pending litigation, and maybe two regulatory flags–”“Regulat
Lewis’ POVShe lifts her eyes and stops. With a soft gasp, she quickly grips her jacket, clutching it close. That’s where my eyes fall to. And a memory hits me—the last and most daring time she made her feelings known to me.“L– Lewis?” She mutters in shock.My heart stirs as I drag in her dangerously sweet scent. I let out a deep breath and take one more step toward her, raising my eyes to hers. “Sophia, I, um…”Words bail on me as I hold her gaze. Sparkly eyes that have always had me wondering if she’s wearing contact lenses stare back at me. But the smokiness around them renders me breathless. Her eyes dart slightly. I pause on the mole below the left one. Her cheeks are flushed and shiny. Her lips–so glossy and beautifully parted. I imagine my lips on them. Insanely tempting.“Hello,” she says and drops her eyes. “Um, bye-bye–”Instantly, she turns leftward, going past me.My senses flare.“Sophia?” I grab her wrist fast and turn.She gasps again, tripping over her legs. Her left
Lewis’ POVHe’s fu–ed her? Already? And she rates it 110? Didn’t she want to wait until marriage? A hard and painful lump forms in my throat, stealing air from my lungs. Regret haunts me in this moment, mocking and laughing in my face as I watch Alex stroke Soph Soph’s back. My mouth dries. I can’t deny that I’ve been curious ever since she arrived to know what she wore underneath that fur. But now, I can just imagine.Her skin looks creamy and smooth from here. Her rhinestone top is luxuriously stunning and… sexy. He’s encased her in his arms, and she’s just so beautifully small in his lap, pressed against him willingly, holding onto him, putting those two softies on him, and fitting him in a way that causes my heart to ache.She slowly moves, hugging him tighter before pressing a kiss on his cheek.“Get that ****, girl!” Stassie screeches.More screams and cheers of support boom over my head. Even Kylie is smiling now, reveling in the fact that Sophia is undeniably unavailable
Sophia’s POVAlexander’s calmness fills the elevator like gravity. I stare at my reflection against the panel—blonde hair secured in a neat bun, my teal silk skater dress falling perfectly—a 360-degree improvement from the last time I was here.He slowly holds my hand and locks our fingers with gen
Sophia’s POV⁓August 25, 2025: Dimitri & Lena’s Wedding Day⁓It’s exactly one week since my failed attempt at running away. One week since my second and best kiss ever. One week since I got reintroduced to Alexander Thorne as his fiancée. And one week of receiving large rose bouquets from him daily.
Sophia’s POVHe’s got nipple piercings, a back half-full of tattoos, smokes cigars, swore never to get married, but says he’s marrying me in October.I’m the first woman he’s invited into his penthouse and bedroom; he kisses like a sinner and promises to show me things I can’t handle yet. He lies ef
Alexander Thorne’s POVPhone in hand, I tap a slow rhythm against the steering wheel, my gaze fixed on the pristine lineup of cars in my private garage. My mind is elsewhere.Dimitri left thirty-five minutes ago. I sent Garvey home, too, yet I’ve been seated inside the darkness of this car, waiting.







