Geo X Sonia Novels & Stories

Beth asks as she rocks David in her arms. "Come on, Gianna needs our help. So we are going to help by attending." Nico says picking up his glass of orange juice. "Thank you," Gianna says smiling at Nico. Nico winks. "Well, I have to go anyway. My dad will make me." George sighs. "Speaking about your dad, I think I saw him last night. He was having a meeting with the Mayor." Gianna says. Georgina's facial expression changes as she drops her fork. She then clears her throat. "I think I should get going." She says standing up. She picks up her plates and head to the kitchen.

Sonia was so surprised to see Alex officially. He looks familiar to her, but she can't remember where they had met. Alex was fully sure he had seen her face before, but he never knew she was the CEO of the SS bridal brand. " Let me guess, we must have met at the CEO conference meeting weeks ago." He guessed right. Sonia seems to remember now. " Yeah. Yeah, you're right, that's exactly where we met." " You guys have met before?" Cynthia asked.

The new month started off with a thousand wishes. Sonia, who just returned from Paris with her family, last night requested over the phone that Kayla joined her in a Pilates Program in her new friend’s Pilates studio. Sonia claimed her request was so that Kayla stayed fit for Anthony. If it were about Anthony, Kayla would rather let her hips sag to the floor; as going to the Pilates studio meant she’d give him some space, she agreed.

“Your daughter! This girl is precious.” Georgina’s smile is all plastic. “This is Soren. “Say hello, darling.” Then she pinches my cheeks. I wave awkwardly. “Hi. ” "She's shy," Georgina says, like that explains my entire existence. Before I can get away, she’s pulling me again—this time to the middle of the room where Alpha Donovan is talking to a few pack members. "Donovan!" Georgina’s voice rises three octaves. So fake, So fake. “Come meet Soren properly!”

The woman who claimed to be Sonia's mother represented more than just a family reunion—she was a walking catastrophe for everything his family had built. "You love her," Eliana observed, the statement falling somewhere between accusation and approval. "Interesting. Carlos predicted you might become... attached. Geneva wagered against it." "I'm not a betting chip," Sonia hissed, struggling to stand despite the implant's visible distress beneath her skin. "And neither is Alex. “ Geneva stepped forward, her recovery from shock transitioning into the cold calculation that had built and destroyed corporations with equal efficiency. "Whatever game you're playing, Eliana, remember that Carlos—"

"That's not who Hedeon is. He helped me build this company from the start. Why would he betray me?" Even so, Aria's words wouldn't leave her. The young woman had spoken with such calm certainty, her eyes steady and honest—nothing like a scammer chasing money. Sonia's phone suddenly rang, drawing her gaze toward it. It was a call from Hedeon. "Sonia, I've just finished work. Where are you?" His voice was gentle, nothing like the man in the basement earlier. "I'm on my way home, but I'm stuck in traffic," she said, rubbing her forehead.

"There's no need to call him. He probably isn't coming back." As she spoke, there was the sound of a car parking outside. "Is it your brother?" Gina looked up from the couch. "Mrs. Strand, Stephanie." The maid opened the door, and there was the sound of a female voice. Gina saw that it was Sonia and rolled her eyes at once. "Why is it you? Where's my son?" Gina had had a pretty good impression of Sonia initially, as she had often visited as Willow's secretary. She was good at her job and always brought treats whenever she visited. However, ever since Gina had found out that she was together with Quentin, her impression of her had changed drastically.

George responded, his mind's panic bleeding through into his words. He was defensive, yet there was an undercurrent of unease that I couldn’t ignore. Sonia wasn’t backing down. “Stop making that face like you don’t know what I’m talking about,” she snapped, her voice tight with frustration and pain. “After you returned from Borea, we met, we had drinks, and returned to your place. We spent the night together, George. It was... unforgettable. Why are you acting like I’m lying?” Her gaze locked onto him, demanding answers, daring him to deny her truth.

“Oh… does he—” Sonia stepped forward quickly, taking Charlotte’s hand with easy familiarity. “Let’s not talk about that big head. He isn’t important right now” She guided Charlotte to one of the long stools at the island and gently pressed her to sit. “Let’s talk about something more interesting while I finish breakfast” Charlotte laughed, surprised and charmed by the directness. “Oh. Okay. So what should we talk about?” Sonia turned back to the cutting board, picking up a bell pepper. “I’ll tell you how I started working for Johnny” She paused, knife hovering. Her face softened and her expression turned thoughtful… almost wistful. “Not very sure you’d like that story, though”

I replied. "Well Philip here is their first son, didn't you know? You used to pester him a lot whenever he came around," She chatted excitedly. "Enough honey, we should be asking why they're here together," Dad said. "Oh, Uncle George Dana and I are here to have a serious discussion with both of you," He voiced with a smile. "Um... Dad actually, Phil here is my fiance." I announced lowering my eyes. "Oh my God!" Mom squealed.