Sofia The First As An Adult Novels & Stories

"Do your job well. You should feel honored that Sofia appreciates your talent in design." As if wanting to sear the words into my brain, he continued, "Your work is what keeps you alive. Do as Sofia asks, understand?" The Principessa of the Greco family, Sofia Greco, was in charge of smuggling high-end antique jewelry and laundering the proceeds. At the sound of her name, the memory of that torment came flooding back, and I could scarcely keep myself from shaking. Three years ago, after my parents died and my family was wiped out, I ended up in Sofia's factory. I was almost raped by the foreman when Riccardo saved me and brought me to his home.

My name was Victory Carlson, and I was a college student. I had a pure, lovely, and youthful look, and an impressive 36E bust, and I easily attracted Damon Powell's attention the moment I appeared. Damon was my boyfriend. He'd always wanted to have sex with me, but I listened to advice from my stepdad, Charlie Kramer, that I was only truly considered an adult after I turned 21 years old. "It's going to be my 21st birthday in two days. I'll let you have your wish when that time comes," I told Damon while nestled in his arms in the grove of trees on campus.

Sofia declared, her expression betraying a hint of boredom as if Kat's presence was nothing more than an irritating inconvenience. Kat, taken aback by Sofia's sudden display of assertiveness, found herself at a loss for words. The girl who had once been the target of their ridicule and cruelty had now emerged with a voice of her own, a voice that commanded attention and respect. Sofia's transformation both shocked and intrigued Kat, her eyes widening in disbelief.

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 explained. "Baby girl, can you tell me what the problem is?" I promise not to shout at you." Leon tried to convince her to tell the truth. "Don't act like my father, I can never have a real father and mother like Lucas and Sofia," she cried, resting her head on her chest. Sofia was shocked at what she just said. Isn't this the child who was starving to see her mother moments ago? Why did she change her mind and start acting weird all of a sudden?

"You betrayed everyone because you wanted power?" "I deserved it!" Sofia's voice rose. "I worked twice as hard as Dante ever did. I trained harder, studied longer, sacrificed more. But did anyone care? No. Because I wasn't born special. I was just ordinary Sofia." "You're not ordinary," I said. "You're twisted. Evil. And when Dante finds out what you've done –" "When Dante finds out, he'll be too late to stop it." Sofia's composure returned. "By the time he figures out where we are, I'll already have what I need from both of you."

I had to watch from afar as she walked into adulthood without me. I put my head against the glass and closed my eyes remembering when I saw her again after all these years. If 18 year old Sofia was already tormenting me, this 25 year old Sofia was to finish me off for good. She looked so beautiful that I had no words to describe it. Her features now more mature, her body with more curves. But if on the one hand her body blossomed, her personality withered. Sofia was a sad woman and this anyone could see. Too tormented by everything that happened and what she had to go through. God knows I was guilty for part of this sadness.

Kara said then ended the call. “Now I can have Spencer all to myself, I will give him a few days to heal,” Kara said and then smiled. Sofia got back to her hometown with nothing but a baby in her womb, she realized how everything had changed, she went to her parents’ grave and cried out her eyes, she cried till the point she slept off. While lying at her parent's grave, she felt someone touch her, she got scared and immediately got up and said “Please don’t hurt me”

But even if she rebels against him where she will go and how? Firstly he will catch her easily, secondly, her parents never gave a shit about her, her aunt to whom she wanted to send Freya to take care of her till she turned 19, and the moment Ajax returned she was dragged back to marry him. At first, Sofia did love him and wanted to be with him but his controlling and possessive ways slowly started driving that love away from her heart.

he said. Sofia pursed her lips. Sure, Diego had made her an actress. She raised her heavy chest, and tears poured out of her eyes when she lifted it. She was tired of everything, and she wanted a change for once. She had thought of the nice places she would visit. The amount of gold she had stolen was enough to make her a millionaire. And Sofia vowed she would try her best to stop trafficking when she became the woman who could have all the power in the world in her hands.