Ace And Sofia Novels & Stories

she then broke the hug, "and that's my husband Vincenzo and my son, Ace." ** A C E Ivy was so fucking beautiful. Definitely the most beautiful girl I've ever laid eyes on. She had long wavy brown hairs and green eyes with pink soft lips begging to be kissed. I don't know for how many minutes I've been staring at her but hearing my mom say my name broke my out of my trance. "...and my son, Ace." "I'm Ace and best buddies with your bro," I flashed her a smile, "nice to meet you, Ivy."

Rafael’s chest tightened. “And you,” he continued, turning to Aris. “Aris Nikolaidis. I am Rafael.” “I know,” Aris replied. Sofia tilted her head, openly fascinated now. “This is all terribly dramatic,” she said lightly. “I feel underdressed for the occasion.” Rafael glanced at her, momentarily thrown. “And you are?” “Sofia,” she replied brightly. “His sister.” Rafael nodded. “Of course,” he said. “You look stunning.”

Is it just me or this guy was just acting weird like he was nervous about something. While my mom and Aunt Luciana were ordering food, I asked Ace a question. "How old are you, ace?" "I, I'm 21 years" "Really?, I'm just two years older than you" I smiled "That doesn't mean we can't be friends" "You want to be my friend?" he turned to face me. "Of course yeah, I'd love to be your friend, you can also be friends with my cousin, Sofiya." "She's a very crazy person" I chuckled.

Sofia waved dreamily at Elian. "Sup, I am Mason." He smiled at Elian. "Jessica." She nodded at him. She was a lady of few words and did not like interactions much. Alec's intuition told him to be wary of Elian Anderson. He just did not know why. With a fake little smile, he went to shake his hand with Elian. "Hello, I am Alec." Elian noticed his stiffness but decided not to comment on it. "So, what's your age?" Sofia blurted. Sofia! Zaria internally scolded her.

Her next words causing my heart to skip a beat “If there is one person that I’m starting to trust in this world, it is you, Alpha Alexei” ************************************** “You never did tell me what your last name was?” Scarlett asked, our fingers were intertwined as the two of us walked on the sand, and turning to face her, I smiled, running my thumb over her fingers. “Aslanov” I said, pulling her to the water. The cold water hit our feet as a wave hit shore. The two of us smiled at the feeling, and seeing as Scarlett had a short beach dress on, I couldn’t help but wonder how she would feel with me screwing her here and now.

" You know what let's just start over. It's clear you have the upper hand here because I'm in your room and you're a big strong man." His eyebrows furrowed as I spoke. " I'm Sayd, Sayd Pierce," I said walking from the bed and stopping in front of him. "Kace," he said making eye contact with me for the first time. His eyes were the brightest brown, almost hazel. His bow-shaped curves into a smirk complimenting his perfectly curved face. It wasn't hard to point out how handsome he was, almost breathtaking "Nice to meet you, Kace," I said breaking off my stare and clearing my throat. " And thank you for not leaving me at the party. "

She looked at me with so much admiration, it made me blush. "Oh my god, you are so pretty!" she squeaked, clasping her hands together. "Look at her hair, Greg! It’s like a shampoo commercial! Are you really okay? I heard you got shot right in the chest! That's so intense! Are you going to have a scar? I bet it’s a cool scar. I’m Sofia, by the way. I’m fourteen, and I already know I’m going to be a world-famous fashion designer." "Sofia, let her breathe," Greg said, stepping forward with a much quieter, shy smile. "Hi, Elena. I'm Greg. Welcome home. Sorry about her, she talks a lot."

SOFIA JOHNSON No. It can’t be him. But it is. The man I slept with. The most dangerous man in the country who controls an entire mafia. Dante. I stay seated when I see his blue eyes looking at me. I see the surprise on his face. He didn’t know who I was either. “Dad, this is my girlfriend, Sofia,” Lucas says proudly, as if presenting a newly won trophy. I stand up, taking a few steps.

I was torn between my desire for Sofia and my resolve to kill her. Sofia, sensing my hesitation, pulled away, feeling rejected and hurt. She turned to walk away, but I couldn’t let her go. “Fuck, I want you!” I reached out and pulled her back, our eyes met in a moment of vulnerability before I tilted her head and kissed her.

Sofia huffed, pretending to be slightly annoyed, but the excitement in her eyes betrayed her true feelings. As they stepped out of the car and into the enchanting city of Venice, Leonardo couldn't help but be captivated by the look of awe and wonder in Sofia's eyes. The timeless beauty of Venice seemed to amplify the romance in the air, making it the perfect setting for their special date.