Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Mafia's Substitute Bride: Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

*Seven Years Later*“Sofia, come to my room quickly.” Sofia heard her stepmother, Emma, calling her. She felt a pang of hunger in her stomach, but she knew she had to obey her stepmother's command. Sofia covered her plate and placed it on the slab before leaving. She couldn't risk facing the consequences of disobeying her stepmother.After her mother's death, her life became a living hell. Her stepmother didn't provide her with enough food to eat or proper clothes to wear. Sofia wasn't allowed to enjoy any luxuries in her father's mansion; she was treated as nothing more than a housemaid. Emma, her stepmother, justified her actions by claiming she was disciplining Sofia, fearing that without her mother, Sofia might turn out to be whore due to her mother's poor family background.Sofia was confined to the house and forbidden from attending any social gatherings or her friends' birthday parties. She wasn't even allowed to have any friends. Today after gathering all the leftover food from

Leonardo entered his friend's condo feeling frustrated and upset. His friend Domenico Russo greeted him with a warm smile, "Hey, Leonardo!" But Leonardo didn't respond. Domenico sensed something was wrong and asked, "What's wrong?" Leonardo huffed."Father issue!" Domenico snorted.Leonardo scowled.Domenico inquired once more, "Tell me what happened this time."Leonardo, visibly frustrated, responded with clenched teeth, "He has replaced the bride and now expects me to wed that slut, Sofia Ricci, who is deemed worthless by the Riccis.""Why did they change the girl at the last moment? Weren't you supposed to marry Kat Ricci?" asked Domenico, clearly worried.Leonardo sighed deeply and massaged his forehead before pinching the bridge of his nose. "I have no idea," he said, his voice thick with frustration. "My father threatened me, and I have to marry Sofia Ricci. My life is a mess."Domenico sat next to him and gave him a reassuring pat on the back. "I'm sorry to hear that, my fri

The wedding rituals finally ended and Sofia and Leonardo now stood as husband and wife. The media were all over the place, capturing every moment and detail of the ceremony. The Riccis and the Morellis really outdid themselves and made it a grand event that everyone would remember for years to come. After the wedding, they all made their way to the ballroom. Leonardo was seated next to Sofia, engrossed in his phone. Sofia was too nervous to glance over at him, but she noticed him furrowing his brow out of the corner of her eye.Sofia furrowed her brow as she watched Leonardo answer his phone. She couldn't hear anything from where she sat, but Leonardo's expression had quickly soured. Without a word to her, he got up from their table and began walking away, still speaking into the phone. Sofia was left sitting alone in the ballroom, wondering what could have possibly upset him so much.As the announcement for the newly-wedded couple's first ballroom dance was made, everyone noticed th

Sofia felt like she was floating. In her sleep, everything was soft and warm, as if she were wrapped in clouds. She clutched the blanket, unwilling to wake from the peaceful dream. But then someone shook her gently and called her name.As her eyelids gradually lifted, she struggled to adjust to the blinding brightness that flooded her vision. She squinted, and blinking repeatedly she attempted to clear her vision until her eyes finally adjusted to the intense light. It was then that she noticed a young woman standing directly in front of her, regarding her with an expression of complete disinterest.Sofia sat up quickly, guilt washing over her. She had slept too long. Back at her father's house, she always rose early to cook and clean. She feared punishment for waking late—and now, in a new home, the same fear returned.As she moved, she realized something strange. This bed was soft, the blanket warm and silky. Her mind raced as she tried to piece together the events of the previous e

Sitting beside Sofia was starting to bother Leonardo. He couldn’t explain why, but something about her presence unsettled him. At the same time, her soft scent was distracting—sweet, clean, and strangely calming. It made his chest tighten.He tried to focus on his emails, but he kept stealing glances at her. She didn’t notice. Her eyes were fixed on the window, lost in thought.They were heading to the airport. Leonardo’s eyes kept drifting to her, even as Mark drove in silence. He didn’t even realize they had arrived until the car came to a stop. Mark opened the door, and Leonardo gestured for Sofia to get out first.She stepped out and stood quietly, waiting. Leonardo followed, slipping on his Gucci sunglasses before walking ahead.“Let’s go,” he said simply.Mark carried their luggage and followed close behind.As they neared the private jet, Leonardo heard a soft gasp.“Oh my God.”He turned and saw Sofia staring at the plane, wide-eyed.“Are we… flying in this jet?” she asked, he