Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bound By The Devil’s Contract : Kabanata 1 - Kabanata 10

Sofia.Saliva gathered in my mouth and I gulped them down hurriedly as I tried not to breathe too heavily to attract attention. I just entered another room, and based on the boxer, the belt and condom laid on the bed, it was obviously a man's.'He was probably expecting an escort so what if he mistook me for one?' I pondered in panic and tried to move discreetly out of the room.Luckily no one was in but I heard the sound of water running in the bathroom and knew he might soon be out. I was about to turn around to open the door and leave, when I bumped into a vase by the table I didn't even notice was beside me.My heart skipped a beat as the vase shook and fell heavily to the floor, shattering and causing a loud noise that probably echoed around the room.My legs wobbled and I felt like fainting. 'What the hell was this?' I cursed within and just as I feared, the door to the bathroom opened and.."Luke, be more care....." The man didn't complete his sentence and I knew he had seen me

Sofia."And where do you think you are coming from?" I heard my father's voice behind me and shivered, almost dropping my heels and handbag in my hand.'Damn! What was I supposed to say now?' I wondered as I turned around slowly to face him. His face scrunched up into a frown as he looked over my outfit."I believe I asked you a question." He said and I took a deep breath."I went out with Cherry for yesterday's graduation and ended up sleeping over at her place." I lied.'Well not exactly.' I thought with a pounding heartbeat."And you couldn't call? Have you started whoring yourself out there now?" He scoffed, eyeing me like I was some dirt.His action pinged my heart, as if a knife had been shoved in."Daddy." I called out in disbelief that he could think such about me. Though, he wasn't exactly wrong, was he?But I didn't do it intentionally. I was drugged. These thoughts brought tears to my eyes and I turned around, storming to my room and not bothering to listen to what he was s

Sofia POVMy whole body froze as the door creaked open. My heart pounded so loud I was sure they could hear it. I could already imagine Luca’s father pulling me out behind the curtain and ending me right there.But instead, Luca’s tall figure stepped into the bathroom, his dark eyes burning with anger and worry. He closed the door quickly, locking it behind him. For a second, I couldn’t even breathe, my wet hair sticking to my face.Luca cursed under his breath, running a hand through his hair. “Can’t you be quiet for once Sofia?”“Me?” I snapped, still trembling. “You’re the one who dragged me into this crazy world, Luca! I didn’t ask for any of this!”He looked at me for a long second, then took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.“ Get dressed,” he said finally, his tone firm. “Now.”“I can dress myself,” I murmured, clutching the towel tighter.He stepped closer, his hand brushing my shoulder. “I’ll do it”.My breath caught. His fingers were rough but careful, his mo

Luca’s POV The slap of her heels fading down the hallway echoed louder than any gunshot. Sofia had just seen the worst possible moment — and the truth was, I didn’t even do it.“Luca, wait—” Priscilla purred, reaching for me again, her red lipstick still smeared from that unwanted kiss.I shoved her so hard she stumbled and hit the floor. “Don’t you ever touch me again,” I growled.Her smirk faltered. “You used to like it.”“I never did,” I snapped. “You’re my father’s choice, not mine. And after what you just pulled, don’t ever show your face near Sofia again.”Priscilla’s eyes narrowed, venom flashing behind them. “You’ll regret choosing her. Alfonso will—”I stepped forward, cutting her off with a glare that made her freeze. “So it was you. You told Alfonso about the wedding, didn’t you?”She looked away, silent. That was all the confirmation I needed.I turned and stormed out before I did something worse. My hands were shaking from anger — at her, at Alfonso, and at mysel

Sofia’s POVSometimes pain feels like a memory trying to breathe again.That was how it felt the moment Luca drove away and left me standing alone in front of my father’s house.At first, I was angry.Then confused.Then something worse—hurt.I didn’t want to admit it, not even to myself, but the truth kept pushing into my mind no matter how hard I tried to ignore it:Luca never treated me the way the others did.He never shouted at me the way my father did.He never hit me.He never treated me like trash.He never blamed me for things I didn’t do.And even when he was harsh, he always protected me.Always.It hurt more than I expected.Because I realized something else, something I wasn’t ready to say out loud:I didn’t hate him.I wanted to.I told myself I did.But the truth was there, heavy and silent inside my chest.I missed him.The way he looked at me.The way his voice softened when he wasn’t trying to hide it.The way he touched me like he was scared to