Sofia And Hugo Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Yeah, Sofia likes it too. My sister is chewing on her bottom lip while my mother evidently nags her. I find them quickly, grabbing her by the arm. I'm the one who ends up hurt when she angers Father. “Sasha,” her lip quivers like it does every time she needs my saving and I take the heat off her from Dad. Usually, I pay for that in blood, but I'm not in the spirits to end up there. "What.did.you.do, Sofia?” “I told him the truth,” she whispers. The truth being she's been fucking around with one of his enemies who she now feels a tragic emotion she names love and oh, she is forty percent sure she has procreated with the man.

Sofia muttered “ Well, I didn't want to keep my wife waiting, you are such a sleepyhead” “ So how was your day” Sofia muttered sitting up and ignoring my remarks “ Good but I miss my wife” I mused “ Hmph, I don't miss you thou” Sofia muttered “ Are you sure?” I asked with a slay smile moving closer to her “ Yes, I am" Sofia muttered and stood to leave but I dragged her back hugging her to myself “ You smell…absolutely irresistible” I mused licking her neck down to her breast

Sofia said, crying in her arms. Sofia noticed Regina’s reluctance. She slowly hugged Sofia back, saying, “What? Charlie? She’s not good enough. Why would Archie get involved with her?” “You weren’t in school, so you did not see it,” Sofia said. She cried genuinely because she was truly hurt. But deep inside, Sofia was brewing with hate. The truth was, she somewhat believed Regina was capable of double-crossing her. Still, she initially would instead believe the post online because she had sided with Regina over Charlie many times.

Fiona laughed, “you need me back? Or you need more money. Which one?” Hugo sighed, “I do need money, but that’s not why I came here. I am really repentant of my actions, Fiona. I did wrong by hurting you, and I am so sorry. I am willing to make amends if you take me back. I love you, Fiona Marlan.” “Take him back?” Rin scowled. “Are you just going to let him do that to us?” “Hugo…” “Yes, my love?” “Get out.”

When she was Gilda, she could easily deny it but this time, denying it would be difficult. “Who are you?” She tried to play dumb, but he was not having it. “Sofia, it’s really you. I’m Jacques. Do you remember me? We used to date when we were both students. I used to be really close to you and your family.” He tried to explain in French. Sofia stared at this man and wanted nothing to do with him, but the other party looked like he wanted more. “Yes, I remember you.” She replied briefly.

Salk hard on the ground yelling, “don’t you dare to take my father’s name.” “I see you have dared to become stronger in front of me,” said Michel, circling Sofiya. “Yeah, I have because now I have the love of my life, that always stays by my side and protects me,” said Sofiya stepping toward him and looking straight into his eyes. Michel gripped her arms and pushing her away yelled, “I don’t care what you have in your life. I just want to discover your power and destroy you.”

“Tomorrow.” I stared out the study window. A strange mixture of hope and frustration settled inside me. Because for the first time in weeks, we might actually be getting somewhere. And yet somehow, I had a feeling that finding Sofia was about to become much harder than either of us expected. End of Chapter 11

Another spat on her back. Back in the SUV, Diego didn’t let her clean up. He pulled her onto his lap and fucked her again, slow this time, while the driver took them back through the dark jungle roads. “You took it well,” he muttered, biting her neck. “Keep this up and I might treat you nicer. Keep fighting and next time I let the whole room run a train on you.” Sofia leaned against his chest, sticky and broken, the collar tight around her throat. The party had destroyed whatever was left of her pride.

Chapter One -- The Fall Sofia moved quietly around the house, humming to herself, and setting the dining-table. “Perfect.” She mumbled as she lit up a little candle in the middle. The smell of roasted chicken and fresh vegetables filled the air. “I pray this work.” Sofia said, hoping this would help her mate, Damien, out of his distant moods. Several attempts had failed as she tried to him to pass a moment with her, had rendered her sad yet she could not resist the temptation of a quiet intimate dinner to-night. Maybe to-night that would be different. Maybe tonight would end well, revive their mate bond and maybe… the dull and fading mate mark on her neck would be brought back to life.

Instead, there was only the satisfaction of finally seeing justice served. Seeing the situation turning against her, Sofia tried to slip away quietly, but Ettore blocked her path. "Where do you think you're going?" Ettore's gaze was icy, his voice filled with hatred. "Ettore, let me go, please. I know I was wrong," Sofia pleaded through tears, trying to use her old tactics to bewitch him. "My feelings for you were real. I'll never dare to hurt you again." "Real?" Ettore laughed, a sound more bitter than crying. "By that, do you mean deceiving me, using me, helping Elena to kill my mom, and abusing me and Isabella? Sofia, you sicken me."