Cedric Sofia The First Novels & Stories

he began walking toward Sofia, “My goddess, Aphrodite, Athena, Venus, Queen Midas, the biggest superstar there is, Sofia.” The ovation was massive. Sofia managed a smile, waving. She was soon joined by Tye and Kim, and as Rico hugged her, she warned him to never pull off such a stunt again. “You’re one of the chief celebrants, yet you don’t have a champagne flute in your hands, Sofia,” James said, offering her one. She smiled slightly and received it. “Thank you,” she said. “My pleasure,” he replied. “Let’s make a toast,” he said.

ALESSANDRA After waiting for several days, Cortez finally returned with news about his investigation. According to him, Sofia was an orphan from the city of San Remo who snuck out the country illegally through a stowaway. She was then caught by a prostitute smuggling ring and worked for them for four years before she met Giovanni, who paid for her freedom. “Are you sure that's all you have about her?” I asked Cortez. A wave of desperation and helplessness gripped my heart when I discovered he had brought nothing useful like I'd hoped.

Catelyn directly exposed Sofia’s identity, "Sofia is the mayor's wife. More than twenty years ago, she was a homewrecker, and she even caused a car accident, which killed Cedrick’s parents!" After a brief silence, there was an uproar!

Although nervous, Nicolas had already told her what to say to Marie before she arrived. "Good evening, Mrs. Marie, my name is Sofia and I really am Nick's girlfriend." Marie looked Sofia's face up and down as if trying to decide whether or not this woman deserved to be with her son. "Whatever, I don't care what your name is. Let's just start dinner. She's going to be a little late." Marie deliberately ignored Sofia who suddenly arrived. Sofia forced herself to smile, she had guessed that Nicolas' parents would definitely not like her and she was right. Sofia was just introducing herself, but Marie was already disgusted.

As they passed by, she noticed how the path cleared for them and how the people scurried off in different directions. A lady stepped in front of them and when she raised her head and saw Cedric, she fell to the ground, “My sincere apologies your highness”, her head was to the ground. She was terrified and it showed, her whole frame shook. Cedric merely waved her off, Cleopatra’s eyes followed her as she walked past, she was curious what had her so scared. Surely she had heard the king of Salvador ruled with an iron fist but how bad was it that it made the people scatter about when they saw their prince. She turned to look at Cedric who had a smile on his face, “Do you like it?”

He introduced, and stretched his hands to her. 'I don't think he is some cheap guy, it won't be bad to give him a chance, let's see how it goes' She thought. "I'm Sofia, Sofia Salvador, the CEO of Elegant designer company, I help my father run his company." She responded, and shook his hands. Sofia loves to drink, smoke and go clubbing. But because of her status, and the type of prominent people she runs mind with, she can't let people find out about her lifestyle.

All of them dressed in their finest, all of them here to celebrate our daughter's first year of existence. “Bit much for a one-year-old's birthday?” I ask Mel, who's coordinating arrivals with military precision. “Bit much for anyone's birthday,” she admits. “But Grace isn't just anyone. She's Grace Elizabeth Wolfe, heir to international empires and future leader of global initiatives.” “She's a baby who just learned to walk.” “She's a baby who just learned to walk and happens to be born into extraordinary circumstances. Different standards apply.” Sophia appears carrying James, both of them dressed in their celebration best and looking slightly overwhelmed by the scale of festivities.

Well, that makes two of them. Cedric, hidden from their view, leaned closer as if to not miss a second of the exchange even though his sharp hearing had that well handled. “What are you doing out here?! Are you trying to get yourself killed?” The woman snaps. “Isn't that what you want?” Marisol retorts, not missing a beat. As ‘Sophia’ reveals herself, Cedric catches the scent of his brother heavy on her. She was Caleb's mate. However, the distinct scent of jealousy and anger directed at Marisol makes Cedric instantly decide he does not like Sophia.

"Oh, no need to apologize, really. And please, let's skip the formalities. I'll appreciate it if you treat me like. . ." His voice trailed off as his eyes shifted towards Juniper. As his gaze met hers, she lost the feeling in her knees. The room around her seemed to fade away, leaving only her stunned expression and the shockwaves coursing through her veins. "Shocked" was an understatement of what she was feeling, and judging by the expression on Cedric's face, it was clear she wasn't the only one feeling the jolt of bewilderment. There he stood. . . Crown Prince Cedric VI of the esteemed House of Montforte which was the last monarchial family of the French Republic and the head of state of

Meeting Sofia meant taking another step forward in their relationship, embracing the complexities and responsibilities that came with blending their lives together. A few days later, Alessia stood outside Gabriel's house, her heart pounding with anticipation. She took a deep breath, reminding herself to be open and genuine as she stepped inside. Sofia, a lively and curious seven-year-old, greeted Alessia with a wide smile. "You must be Daddy's friend! He talks about you all the time. I'm Sofia." Alessia crouched down to meet Sofia's level, returning the smile. "It's so nice to finally meet you, Sofia. Your daddy has told me so much about you. I'm Alessia."