Sofia Cedric Novels & Stories

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. . ............. ...................................

he asked but Sofia only smiled. “You should know me better Greg... I always have my ways” Greg didn't need to guess more on what ways she has. “Elder Morgan and Fern let you in. Sofia when is this going to end? I have worked with you for years and I am very much aware the thing chasing the cricket out of its hole must be something mightier than the cricket “I wasn't wrong when I said you know me better.” Sofia smiles. She reaches out her hand to him but Greg only stares at it.

she scoffed. “It’s from the office,” Leonardo shot back, holding the phone screen in front of her. “There’s a limit to your doubts, Sofia!” he muttered before releasing her hand and answering the call with a sharp, “What is it?” Without waiting to hear more, Sofia swiftly turned and went downstairs, her heart heavy with unspoken words and lingering doubts. ___ “How’s it going, Aldric?” Sofia asked the casino manager as she stood near the entrance of her new venture—a combined casino and pub. Tonight was the big night—the grand opening.

Based on what I'd been able to gather so far, he had now gone public with Sofia, and their pictures graced almost all the popular blogs, with most people adoring them and calling their relationship cute. I had also found out that Sofia, whose full name was Sofia Denzel, was a highly influential model and brand ambassador of many luxurious brands. Her father also owned Denzel group, a conglomerate in the United States. Although there were many articles that claimed Eduardo had been married and divorced, the pictures of his ex-wife, who I assumed was me, was not shown in any of them. A mix of pain and anger gnawed at my heart as I opened the comments section under one of them and read some of

Marcus rolled his eyes at the twisted fondness in Cedric’s tone. Cedric leaned back, smiling darkly. “And you asked what I’m still doing at the academy?” Another laugh escaped his lips. “There’s someone else now. Another girl. Rosalie Sinclair. Small, innocent. She reminds me of Hana. But this one–she’s even more tempting. So much prettier.” Marcus scoffed in disgust. “You’ve got no morals, Cedric. You’re thirty-eight, for fuck’s sake. Have you lost it completely?”

She looked at me with so much admiration, it made me blush. "Oh my god, you are so pretty!" she squeaked, clasping her hands together. "Look at her hair, Greg! It’s like a shampoo commercial! Are you really okay? I heard you got shot right in the chest! That's so intense! Are you going to have a scar? I bet it’s a cool scar. I’m Sofia, by the way. I’m fourteen, and I already know I’m going to be a world-famous fashion designer." "Sofia, let her breathe," Greg said, stepping forward with a much quieter, shy smile. "Hi, Elena. I'm Greg. Welcome home. Sorry about her, she talks a lot."

Sofia lowered her eyes dejectedly before raising them “But if the young masters are willing to trust me and support me, I can try.” “Sure.” Chris agreed before Eric could say anything. “Little young master, do you know what I did before I became a wet nurse?” Chris shrugged. “I was a nurse.” Sofia narrowed her eyes “I have a theory. But going back 20 years to find out what I want to check, is not easy for a nobody like me. If I have the young master’s help, I am sure I can at least prove myself wrong, if anything.” “How much?” Eric tapped the desk as he sat down.

“You two… know each other?” Calla’s lips parted, but no words came out. Rico was the one who answered, his voice low. “Yes.” Sofia blinked in surprise, then smiled brightly, trying to ease the tension. “Oh—wow. Small world.” She turned to Calla, offering her hand. “I’m Sofia. Rico’s sister.” Calla blinked, her mouth parting slightly. She's Rico's sister? Her cheeks grew warm as the realization hit her. All that jealousy she’d just felt, it made her want to sink through the floor.