Four's A Crowd Sofia The First Novels & Stories

when a voice I recognized, unfortunately, cut through the air. “Oh. My. Gosh. Riley?” I froze, Claire did too. We both turned slowly, like characters in a horror movie to see Sofia strutting toward us with a smile that screamed fake, sugary, and steeped heavily in gossip. Perfect. Just what I needed on such a peaceful day. “Wow, look at you!” Sofia chirped, stopping directly in front of us. “It’s been forever.” She was being sarcastic, I could tell. “Not long enough,” Claire muttered under her breath.

"Is there a problem there? You are funny, Rad. It looks like I'm just doing something new in your eyes ah. You're jealous because you are not the one whom I'm kissing, Rad? We did a make-out last night, and y-- .." Sofia didn't finish what she would say when Rad covered the woman's mouth while sitting on the bed. Even though Sofia has a bandage on her head and leg, Rad doesn't care. Just do not continue whatever Sofia says. Sofia immediately pushed her, and fortunately, she did not fall on the bed and turned her gaze to their friend. She almost wanted to be swallowed up by the ground because everyone was shocked, and Sofia frowned at her and their companion. "Who are they, Rad? I just had an

Irene said heading to the door It was the same face she met the first day she had been into Antonio's office since Sofia started at her blankly “What are you doing here?”. Sofia asked Irene smiled back “ I _umm,I live here”. She responded “Is your boss in?”. Sofia asked letting herself in rudely She was dressed on her tight fitting gown that exposed her round curves Sofia was beautiful,she was tall, light brown skin and long black hairs “Sofia, nice to meet you,I wasn't expecting you”. Antonio said standing to offer her a seat

She looked at the girl beside Johnson. The girl looked up. She had her back leaned on her chair. “I am Sofia Rich. The Third Young Miss of the Eudoxcus Clan.” Her voice was firm and clear. “19 years old. Nice to meet you.” Sofia had a short pixie cut. Half of her hair has glittered. Her eyes were black, her eyelashes were not that long, she had a pointed nose. Her chin was up, and she sat prim and proper. Soheila arched her brow. She was amused by Sofia's formal way to introduce herself. This is rare since she often encounters people that laugh when they introduced themselves. Sometimes, they would be shy, just like Johnson.

he murmured, "we face it together. You and me against the world, remember?" Sofia nodded, drawing strength from his presence. "You and me," she agreed. As they stepped out into the bright afternoon sun, Sofia squared her shoulders. She was Sofia Russo, daughter of Marco Russo, lover of Luca Moretti, and a force to be reckoned with in her own right. Let the Rossi family try their best. They had no idea what was coming for them. The game was about to change, and Sofia was ready to play. With Luca by her side, she felt invincible.

Joan said ~ “ Shoot” Sofia replied ~ “ The Sassy four” Joan said ~ “ Sounds…weird” Sofia said and Joan frowned before replying. ~ “ I also think it sounds too cool,” Phoebe said. ~ “ What about The Four Divas” Sofia said with a broad smile. ~ “ I like it” Minnie said and Sofia chuckled awaiting the response of the other two. ~ “ I have to go…Drop your response and maybe another idea. Bye!!!” Sofia said when Vester walked in to inform her of the 12pm meeting they are going for.

The voice cut through the applause, silencing the room and drawing every gaze to its source. Near the centre of the crowd, Sofia Fontana stepped forward. Her fiery red gown hugged her figure like a second skin, the bold colour reflecting her brash personality. Her dark eyes gleamed with something between triumph and hatred. "You can't get engaged to her," Sofia declared, her voice filled with confidence. "Sofia, what's the meaning of this?" Daisy asked, her voice low. Antonio's grip tightened around the microphone, his knuckles turning white. "What exactly are you implying, Sofia?"

No one stared; this was Velvet Sin. Then Sofie appeared. Sofie petite, tanned, jet-black hair down to her ass, perky natural tits, and a wicked smile was one of Jade’s closest friends in the club. She’d just finished her own set on the side stage and was still naked, skin glistening, pussy lips puffy from her own earlier play. She climbed the steps without a word, hips rolling, and the DJ seamlessly blended the track into something even dirtier. Sofie pressed up behind Jade at the pole, hands sliding around to cup those heavy fake tits, pinching the nipples hard. Jade arched back into her, moaning low as Sofie’s lips found her neck, sucking and biting.

She hadn't seen Alejandro since their ugly encounter, and she held a burning desire to exact revenge, vowing to bite off his member the next time she was forced to give him a blowjob. "Hey, princess," a voice among the crowd called out. Despite the grim circumstances, Sofia could recognize the voices of Alejandro, Carlos, and Diego anywhere. However, the voice that had just spoken did not belong to any of them. Intrigued, she cautiously stood up, prepared to defend herself against the potential bullies. The group of tattered-looking men appeared in front of her cell, jeering and taunting her. Sofia's defiance flared as she locked eyes with them. "Go away!" she commanded, her voice filled wit

Sofia must have been really worried about me, because she didn’t just drag me to a bar, she brought distractions. I stared at the four men lined up in front of me, each one a model ripped from a magazine cover. I was not amused. “I figured my brother wasn’t your type,” Sofia mumbled, “so maybe one of these guys is? They’re all better than Raphael Russo, anyway.” One was rugged, another was preppy. All of them had plastered-on smiles. “Ms. Cecilia, we’re all yours tonight,” a blond one said, reaching for my hand.