로그인Sophia’s POVHis forehead puckers. Then he smiles and scoffs, as if he knows something I don’t.He pockets his phone, then moves to the table to pick up his journal and pen. He walks to his safe, opens it, keeps his journal and pen inside, then shuts it before tracking back to the table.He grabs our drinks, and I almost throw a fist up in celebration. He grabs his Ziploc bag, too, and starts to move without a word.My mouth falls open. I stare at his broad back, watching him leave.“Aren’t you coming?”Oh,“I’m coming.” I glance at my purse before going after him. The slate-gray door is still open. We go through it, walking on a narrow pathway that leads to a staircase. We climb it. He opens a door, and I’m hit by a strong breeze. A loud whirring noise instantly follows it. My hair flies in my face. My dress is raised, and I quickly push it down.“This is the rooftop!” He raises his voice, walking ahead. “Stay close.”I follow him, but my eyes immediately land on the helipad. There’
Sophia’s POV“A–Alexander?” I stutter as I bring my hands forward.His eyes drop from my face to his table, then he flicks a brow, and I know he’s caught me. I clench my fists together, lips parting to say something, but I’m short of words.“I didn’t take you for a nosy person…” He mutters, walking toward me.Nosy?“I didn’t… I didn’t see…”He reaches the table, standing so close to me, and I swallow my words. He remains quiet beside me. I shift my eyes to see him touching the journal.“I’m sorry.”“It’s okay… I just don’t like my things touched without my knowledge… I know you gave it to me, but it’s mine, right?”He turns to meet my eyes.I can only blink as I stare back into beautiful eyes that I’ve missed so much. I nod. “It’s yours… I’m sorry for being nosy.”“You’re not nosy. You’re just curious.” He says, and it goes silent again.I stare at his lips. My fingers keep curling as the silence stretches.“What are you doing here?” He questions with a voice so gentle.“I came to… se
Sophia’s POV~Thorne Electronics~It’s the first day of October. The month I turn 24. And most importantly, it’s the month I get married. In thirty days, I’ll become Sophia Thorne.Mr. Jack opens my door before I can snap out of my head. I lift my head, staring at the tall building before grabbing my purse.Carefully, I step out of my mom’s car, and I’m hit by a cool gush of wind. It’s starting to get cold. “Thank you so much, Mr. Jack.”“You’re welcome… I’ll wait till you’re done. Then I can take you home.”“Okay,” I reply, wishing I could send him home so someone else would take me home instead. But I’ve not even heard from him.“Miss Rose?” Someone calls.I turn to see Mr. Darson, Head of Marketing, and another woman dressed in a suit. They wear cheerful smiles as they approach me. We exchange greetings, and Mr. Darson says, “Let’s go inside.”I nod and follow them.The past few days have been quiet yet noisy. I didn’t get to post the pictures of my roses because social media has b
Sophia’s POV“Mom!!” I scream, rushing out of my room with my phone. The battery is 3%. “Mom? Mom?!”“Sophia? What is it?!”The screen switches as a call comes in. It’s Layla calling.“My phone’s gonna die.” I run back into my room and connect the charger again before answering the call.“Sophia, you’re famous!” Layla cries, then starts to laugh.“No. I don’t want to be.” I voice out, hands trembling.“Sophia, what is it?” My mom questions as she enters my room. Aunt Mel is coming behind her. They both wear worried expressions.“Mom, see.” I hand her my phone. Layla is still chuckling.“Good morning, Aunt Mel.” I greet her as I go to hug her.“Good morning, my baby.” She replies, wrapping her arms around me. “What’s going on? You had us all scared.”I’m the scared one.“A million and two hundred thousand followers…” My mom utters, putting a hand over her mouth.Aunt Mel’s eyes widen. She lets go of me to join my mom. “I got so many emails and messages from brands…”My mom looks at
Sophia’s POV“I told you it won’t hurt this time around…” Alexander whispers in my left ear as he works his fingers like an artist.My head floats, but I manage a nod while clinging to him. Perspiration breeds on my skin; my hair sticks to my face; I’m breathless, shaking, and experiencing ecstasy like no other. “C– can you… kiss me?” I plead, but he shushes me and slowly sets me down on the sofa. I think this is when I lose my underwear. It felt like the normal thing to do.It’s so dark, and the air smells different. It smells like this every time we’re doing something wrong. This is the wrongest of wrongs. I’ve never imagined anything like this before.The first round was beautiful. But this second round is out of this world, and it’s starting to get really intense.“Sophia?” I hear someone call my name. The voice is muffled. But I turn my head, holding on to this blissful dreamscape. “Sophia?”My body snaps, and a deep moan escapes my lips as I lie on that sofa. I think I’m about
Sophia’s POVMy lips twitch, threatening a smile that I fight while Alexander brushes my hair. He’s gentle and taking his time.No man has ever done this for me. Maybe my Dad, but I can barely even remember.“Do your makeup while I brush your hair.” He says.I nod and open my pouch, then take out my mirror first. I stare at his reflection, seeing how devoted and focused he remains. That unreadable expression is still on his face. “I’m done.” He says and drops the brush in my purse, then he moves to another sofa to sit, eyes on me.“Thank you so much.”“You’re welcome.”I slip two fingers behind my powder puff, ready to apply my setting powder again, but his eyes don’t stray from me.“Are you gonna watch me while I do my makeup?” I ask, cheeks growing hot.He nods and crosses his legs.“No.”“Why? Maybe I can learn a few things.”“Why would you wanna learn how to do makeup?”He shrugs, then rises. “I’ll leave you to it.”I watch him walk to his desk. The monitors come on, and he lean
Sophia’s POV“Your daughter’s run away?” Alexander utters as if it’s news to him. He takes the phone off his ear, taps the screen, and switches to loudspeaker.“Sophia’s never acted out like this,” my dad’s frantic voice echoes. “She’s just… she’s a little sensitive…” My heart shatters.“The news m
Sophia’s POV“Y-your bride?” I stammer.His eyes glint with something unreadable, like an almost predatory amusement. It’s all the answer I need.The man I’m to marry is Alexander Thorne? This lethally beautiful, seducing billionaire, who’s spent the past months haunting my quietest thoughts?An eng
Sophia Rose’s POV“Sophia, you’re getting married,” my dad’s resolute voice replays in my head, like a gnawing, splitting headache. It’s been over twenty-four hours since I found out; over twenty-four hours since I last slept. My breath deep and shaky, I sit in my bright closet, quickly rolling a s
“Let me touch you the way you touched me…” He began after a pause. “Take off your bra, Sophia.”Were these the words that changed everything for Sophia? I think not. This twisted, yet beautiful chase started way before this day. Way before she ever found out that she was arranged to marry him in sev







