Secret Of Sofia Novels & Stories

“Both of you. I need to know what happened during the ambush.” Sofia immediately launched into her story, standing too close to him, her voice soft and intimate. She painted herself as the hero — claiming she had contacts inside Rossi’s circle who fed her information. That she had risked everything to get word to the right people so Nikolai’s team could escape the trap. Every word felt calculated. And Nikolai listened. Really listened. I stood there like a shadow, heart burning with jealousy and insecurity. This woman knew his world. She spoke his language. She wasn’t burdened with guilt or a child or the ghost of a dead husband.

Sofia smelled of expensive, dark perfume and something deeper—tobacco and old, buried secrets. "Do you know why he picked you, little bird?" Sofia asked, her eyes searching Lily’s face with a mockingly tender expression. "It wasn't because of your eyes. It wasn't because of your spirit. You were just the closest thing he could find in the mud that didn't scream when he touched you." Lily’s skin crawled, but she refused to step back. She held her ground, even as Sofia’s finger reached out to graze the sapphire ring on her finger—the ring that felt more like a brand with every passing second.

She points the laser gun directly at the battery in Lucas’s chest. Aunt shouts, “Foolish Sofia! Rohing Singh didn’t die—I strangled him myself so I could get this blue liquid! I am not Edward’s ally. I am the leader of the Secret Council, the ones who want to destroy both the Morenos and Edward to rule the world! And listen, Lucas—little Sofia is not a bio-bomb… she is my own daughter. I raised her since childhood with virus injections so she could absorb your power!” And with that, Aunt pulls the trigger.

he replied Sofia smirked slightly, that's so straight to the point and she liked that. “Ah,” she said, “see, that’s where things get interesting.” “ Look if you’re wasting my time…” Lorenzo’s patience snapped just a fraction. “I’m saving your son,” she cut in smoothly. “Let’s not confuse the two.” After a sharp and tense bout of silence Lorenzo spoke again. “Who are you?” Sofia tilted her head slightly, considering. “Well…I’m the reason Isabella stayed hidden for five years.”

Neither of my parents said anything. “Okay, how about the documents that you forged with Alpha Black’s signature?” Shame crossed my mother’s face. “Or… what about the complaints that came in from Jenna’s teachers about how she was being abused at home and at school? The ones you conveniently lost and never processed?” My father stared at my mother, looking for some sign that my allegations were misplaced. He wouldn’t find it. “We could also talk about the confidential memos that you intercepted for ten years. You know, the ones in which Alpha Black was sending out pleas to pack leadership across the country, asking for information on where his mate and daughter had gone?”

Sofia said making Francesco add " You take him away from here. Leave this country and go to your grandma's place. Hide there and start your life there " " No... *sob*.... No! I'll not. You are also coming with us! King will not spare you if you go. We have already made a sin by hiding the information about his wife. If you go I'll lose you *sob*. Please... Ahhh! " Sofia yelled eventually when a couple of men broke into their room through the window and took them at gunpoint. Francesco and Sofia tried to act smart but they froze when a man walked in carrying their sleepy Enzo. Several dead bodies around the mansion can be seen.

No trouble ensued. Sofia meant what she said and did the deeds to prove it. Tonight, Javier was hers. And she was his. He made her near-hysterical through sublime crescendos and a touch of paradise. Sofia lay on his chest, nestled between his arms. “Why did you reveal your secret to me? Aren’t you worried that I might wave that knowledge as a threat or latch myself onto you like a shadow so I can get your money?” Javier smiled. “Does it matter if you threaten me or cling to me when both are for the sake of my money? If you really need some cash, though, just say it. I’ll give you as much as you need.”

He knows..... William pov Getting home I saw the package Nathaniel was talking about. I opened it and it was a picture of I and Jade on our first date. On top was written: I know your secret. Shit! He knows! Is that why he is intentionally keeping Jade around? To hurt us? Does he know that I was the one who drove the car? I didn't waste anytime, I rushed to my former work place to check the case again. Was he at the scene? If he was why didn't he say anything?

Deagan drew in a deep breath, mentally preparing himself for what he was about to say, “I need all the information you can find about Aycin Lockheart and Aria Gray for the past twelve months.” “Why?” Mikhail asked suspiciously. He was confused as to why Deagan would be digging into his brother and ex-girlfriend’s lives after all these months. Granted, they betrayed him, but Mikhail was under the impression that Deagan had moved on. “Aycin showed up at Uncle William’s house two weeks ago, claiming that he had to speak to me. We fought- well I punched him really, but when he saw Zoey he pretty much high-tailed out of there like his ass was on fire. Then some woman comes inside and slaps me for

“Sofia. Turns out she got back to Italy five days ago. She’s holed up in Milan with her husband. Word on the street is that she’s becoming more attached to her husband ever since her return.” A slow smile pulled at my mouth. That’s typical of Sofia, she wants the protection of Don Moretti. “Where is she right now?” “Club Nero. She’s in her private suite, probably making plans to hunt for a fresh meat.” I nodded once. “Get the crew ready. I want a clean entry. No witnesses.” Matteo dipped his chin and vanished as quietly as he’d come. The kettle whistled. I poured the tea, added honey the way she liked it, and carried the mug upstairs. Steam curled against my wrist. When I reached the bedroom