Sofia Cedric Novels & Stories

Sofia turned to see a tall, imposing woman with close-cropped silver hair standing outside, an amused smirk on her face. "If you two lovebirds are quite finished," the woman said, her voice dry, "we've got work to do." Luca chuckled, shaking his head as he opened his door. "Sofia," he said, "meet Vivian Blackwood. Former CIA operative, current information broker, and the closest thing I have to a fairy godmother." As Sofia stepped out of the car, she felt a mix of anticipation and trepidation. They were about to dive headfirst into a world of danger and intrigue, with no guarantee of success or survival.

I asked. Alessio’s smile thinned. “Your sister’s daughter. Sofia’s child conceived before Berlin. Hidden. Raised in secret. She’s twenty-one. Brilliant. Angry. She found Nadia’s old files. Thinks she can finish what her aunt started cleanse the world of ‘corruption.’ Starting with us.” The world tilted. Sofia pregnant? Before the auction? Before everything? Dante’s hand found mine crushing. Rocco growled low. Alessio stood. “She’s in Vienna. Tonight. Wants to meet the uncle who survived. Wants the lock in your blood. Come alone or she releases the strain citywide. Your choice, heir.”

The morning sun poured through the tall windows of the estate kitchen. Celeste stood at the counter pouring coffee while Sofia grabbed a piece of toast. At thirteen now, Sofia moved with the easy confidence of a girl who knew she was loved. She had her mother’s sharp eyes and a mix of her fathers’ determination. “Mom, I finished the outline for my project,” Sofia said, sliding onto a stool. “It’s about how families like ours can still be stable. I used real examples but changed the names.”

"Years ago. You came to my house. You held my hand. You listened." Celeste's eyes widened. "I remember." "I wanted you to know — I forgave you a long time ago. Not because you deserved it. Because I deserved to be free." She pulls Celeste into a hug. Celeste cries. Not loudly — just a few tears, sliding down her cheeks. --- Winter is coming. Sofia is fifteen now — tall, confident, a person in her own right. She talks about college, about the future, about the places she wants to go.

Sa sobrang dalas kasing magkasama ang dalawa parang nahahawa na si Sofie sa kabaklaan nito. Sofie is a Chemistry student who's in love with make-up and perfumes. Mahilig siyang mag-experiment ng ibat-ibang kulay sa mukha ng mga tao and she creates signature scents na talaga naman para sa kanya ay may future ito sa larangang napili. Kung siya nga ang tatanungin at papipiliin ng sariling make-up artist ay ito ang first choice niya. She is a very creative person pero simple lang ito mag-ayos sa sarili. Mas gusto kasi nitong i-apply ang talent sa iba, but nevertheless she's pretty enough even without make-up.

Maia concluded as she threw the extinguished sparkle in the trash can and turned to leave. Just as she was about to leave, he confessed. “Even if there’s nothing left, as long as I’m alive, I’ll always have your back.” This was his promise to her. Maia came to a halt as she was surprised by his earnest tone. She took a deep breath, clenched her hands tightly into fists and said, “I don’t need anyone to have my back.” Maia rejected him and left without turning back. At that moment, a few female artists started to gather around Cedric, including Fiona. She was wearing a sheer top with her bikini showing under it. She walked toward Cedric and addressed him sultrily.

Sofia straightened like she was forced into a certain controlled mannerism “Mama, this is Tracey. Luca’s fiancée.” The word seemed to sour the air. The woman’s lips pressed into a thin line “Fiancée,” she repeated slowly, eyes never leaving mine. “Yes mama,” Luca said firmly. “This is Tracey.” She studied me, eyes flicking down to the stain on my dress. “How… sudden.” I forced a polite smile. “Hello Ma. It's a pleasure to meet you” I stretched a hand forward. She didn’t smile back. “I see.” Sofia cleared her throat. “She had a little accident outside. I was just helping her clean up.”

He introduced, and stretched his hands to her. 'I don't think he is some cheap guy, it won't be bad to give him a chance, let's see how it goes' She thought. "I'm Sofia, Sofia Salvador, the CEO of Elegant designer company, I help my father run his company." She responded, and shook his hands. Sofia loves to drink, smoke and go clubbing. But because of her status, and the type of prominent people she runs mind with, she can't let people find out about her lifestyle.

The actual reason why he had broken up with her in the first place was because she was a cheat and nothing more. "Good day Mr.and Mrs Ciro, my name is Trevor Linda, I am from the Entertainment plus. We have been sending mails to you Mr. Ciro for two days now to inform you of our plan for you to grace our show this Friday with your beloved wife here Mrs Sofia" the smartly dressed woman with a some what Australian accent spoke "Oh! That will be great" Sofia responded as Ciro wasn't in the mood. He clearly didn't want to grace any more show.

I sipped my wine thinking about the newly met girl Sofia. Sophia Costantinovich.  𝙎𝙤𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝘾𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙝  She captivated me. Luca knows it. Her innocent eyes, evoked something beastly inside me. An urge to see her. . ............. ...................................