Sofia Boutella Relationship Novels & Stories

She removed her glasses after seeing them. “Who are you?” asked Margaret. “I am Zoe’s girlfriend. My name is Sofia Atwell” said Sofia raising her eyebrows. Laura frowned and stepped forward. “You are lying” said Laura angrily. “Oh Ms. Milles nice meeting you and who are you to say that I am lying” said Sofia eyeing her up and down. Sofia is one of Mark’s flings. She slept with Mark many times, whenever Mark feels stress he would call her to his guest house because she can take him roughly and Mark wants that but he never cared about her.

But then Sofia’s voice cut through the laughter, sharp and pointed. “Although,” she said, her eyes narrowing slightly, “I did hear something interesting the other day.” The table went quiet, all eyes turning to her. My heart sank. I had a bad feeling about this. “What is it?” Francesca asked, her tone casual but her curiosity obvious. Sofia’s gaze flicked to me, her lips curving into a slow smile. “Well, I heard that Fiona wasn’t just with Raphael. Apparently, she’s been keeping Marcellus company too.”

Sofie's POV "Good morning, Sof." Katie grinned, as I plopped down beside her and set my tote bag on the table. I mirrored her grin, "Morning, Katie." "So, I heard something. Apparently, that bastard Cornelius is quitting. I was so shocked when my boyfriend gave me the news, I mean what could have pushed him to do that?" I feigned cluelessness as I brought out my writing paraphernalia, "Right, but isn't that good news? I mean a sex offender who clearly shouldn't be loitering around and molesting women is going faraway from us."

Nicholas was shocked, how could his divorced wife become such a beauty in a few months? He must have seen it wrong. There was no way that Sofia, who was just a florist, could turn into a beauty. "Sofia? Is that you?" Nicholas grabbed Sofia's hand, stopping her from walking. "So what? We're not in a relationship anymore, so let me go, the great Mr. Nicholas!" Sofia replied curtly. Outwardly she looked angry, but her heart was beating fast, she never expected to meet her ex-husband in a place like this.

"Is this your kid?" Constance beams, like it's the question she's been waiting for. "Yes. Sofia, meet Zoe." The last time I saw Constance, the baby bump wasn't too prominent. And now, she's even delivered. "She's beautiful. Like her mother." "You're too nice, thank you. Uhm, I'm running a bit late on schedule. Have to take Zoe to the hospital." "Is she alright?" Constance nods. "Yes, of course. Just post natal stuff. We'll catch up later, okay?"

She threw her arms around me. I had planned to stay strong but I found myself crying again. Sofia helped me settle in, and I had a few shots of alcohol before she finally asked me what happened. I recounted the whole thing to her. Sofia was way off her anger boiling point by the time I was done. “Oh that son of a bitch!” She roared, leaving her seat. “Sofi-” “Don't ‘Sofi’ me.” She snapped. “How can he do something like that? He knows your last relationship ended because your ex cheated. He knows you are still healing and your heart is vulnerable yet he still went on to fuck another woman. Is he even human?”

Camila whispered to her. “I sincerely apologize, my friend didn’t see you coming through, please…” Camila was cut short as Mrs. Bortlen walked up to them to find out what the fuss was all about. “Good day señor Gustavo Alvarez” Mrs. Bortlen greeted with a smile on her face. “Please is there an issue?” Mrs. Bortlen asked. “No there’s no issue” Sofia replied. “Sofia, I was not talking to you” “She works here?” Gustavo asked as his eyes caught the name tag on Sofia’s shirt.

She typed rapidly before Elena could stop her: ELENA: Hey you. Miss me? Elena nearly choked. "Delete that!" The phone buzzed instantly. MUTED FIRE: Terribly. The group erupted. "Oh my GOD," Sofia shrieked. "Elena Carter has a SECRET BOYFRIEND!" Elena grabbed her phone, face burning. "He's not… we're not…"

“You’ve not been taking my calls. My texts have gone unanswered. I don’t even see you at our coffee shop anymore. Have you stopped drinking coffee because of me?” I rolled my eyes. “You’re not that important.” “Look,” she started. “I think we can still fix this. It’s just a small bump in our relationship. That night was a mistake anyway.” A small bump? Was she being serious? Before I could say something to that, she went on, “What happened with Elliot was—” “Wait, wait, wait,” Sebastian interrupted. “Elliot?! Sofia cheated on you with Elliot?” His eyes went wide with shock.

She listened without interrupting. When I finished, silence settled between us. “What did she call him?” Sofia asked. “Leonardo.” I said. Sofia exhaled slowly. “Natalia Moretti.” she continued “She's the only woman who calls him that.” I straightened slightly. “Who is she?” Sofia hesitated, then spoke again, slower this time. “She used to mean everything to him,” Sofia said. “She was his fiancée.” “What happened?” “She cheated,” Sofia said plainly. “Not with just anyone.”