Sofia The First Feet Novels & Stories

I winced in pain. With another word, he carried him into his strong arms and laid me on the couch. I protested when he tried to remove my heels but I gave up when I saw that he would not take No for an answer. He placed my legs on his lap and began massaging them. I wanted to disappear into thin air. They probably going to think I am always this clumsy. “Is she human?” The mom voiced out, breaking the silence. Oh great, not only does she think I’m clumsy but now a weak creature. Way to go, Sofiya, such an epic way to create a first impression.

There’s nothing he found irresistible like a strong woman. “Nicole is a good friend and associate of the SSS. Most of our autopsies are done by her,” Jackson said to Muhammad. Nicole gave Muhammad a faint smile and he realized that she was staring directly at his face. One of his standout features was his height but he had never met a lady as tall as he was until this moment. Muhammad looked down to make sure she was not putting on high heels. His doubt was put to rest as he found out she was putting on black leather shoes with flat soles.

Sofia faintly smiled "Last night she fell from the couch twice and the second time she hit her forehead. Seems she has bad sleeping habits." RK raised his brows, then looked back at the sleeping beauty. Sofia got up from her bed and slowly walked to the bathroom. RK held her hand "Let me help you." Sofia politely declined "No need, my foot is not hurt as before, it much better now." Then she went to the bathroom by herself.

There was no hurry. That morning she woke early. The sun came through the curtains. She felt the baby move. She smiled. She got up. Took a shower. Dressed in loose jeans and a soft sweater. Brushed her hair. Put on light makeup. Looked at herself in the mirror. She looked tired. But she looked alive. Sofia was in the kitchen. Making breakfast. Toast. Eggs. Fresh fruit. She smiled when Fiona walked in. “You look good today,” Sofia said.

‘’Isn't this training?’’ I swallow hard. The maid could feel my resistance. I would love to hit it off with her, however, I was in no position to get into a gruesome fight with anyone. ‘’You two hurry up, I don't have all day,’’ Sofia snapped. She had started with pushups and her breast was of good cup size. An hourglass shape but less ass, her boobs big and full. Unconsciously I stared down at mine. I had an hourglass shape, however, I was too skinny at the moment for it to be seen. My boobs were nothing compared to hers.

Sofia, is silent as she sees that one of her feet is missing, immediately, her vision blurs as she knows what that means. "It's not possible..." whispers Sofia and Esteban lowers his gaze to what she stares at. "Sofia." "Where's my foot?" she asks with her tears wetting her cheeks. "Sofia." "Where is my foot!" she cries out, as she tries to remove the devices attached to her body. But, her limited strength and extreme bodily pain, causes her task to fall halfway short as she just screams in frustration.

I'm not a fan of heels, but when I'm out with Enzo I do make the make effort to wear a pair. “Mama was asking about you,” Sofia begins, “You haven't taken her calls.” “I've been busy.” I lie, the truth is I don't know what to say to her, so I avert the awkward moment. “Hmm, busy or scared?” Sofia frowns, “Trust me both are valid, sis.” “I will try to attend her next brunch or whatever.” I grunt, struggling to put on Sofia's heels. Her foot is half a size bigger than mine and need I to mention that she likes longer heels too.

Her ankles twisted because of her heels and he reached out to draw her back again. This time, she kicked him into his groin and took off her shoes whilst he succumbed to the pain. “Fuck you” There was a crack in her voice as she walked barefoot back up the stairs. Walk—she ran throwing her head over her shoulders to make sure Dimitri wasn’t following her but that was when suddenly her head bashed into someone in front of her and Sofia screamed in terror, clasping around the large hands that held unto her for a surprising embrace.

After returning home, Sofia went into the bathroom to take a shower, with the exhausted body, she steps under the shower, feeling warm water remove the smell of sweat and all. After a relaxing bath she turns off the shower, but suddenly her feet slipped, and she landed on the hard floor of the bathroom, A small shriek left her mouth, and her leg throbbed with pain.

Tye replied eagerly and Sofia chuckled. “Well, in the beginning, there was a big girl named Sofia, and she had this belief about love, which her Abuela had taught her: Sparks fly when you meet your one true love-” “-How?” Tye asked. This was the first of many interruptions Sofia would come to experience. “I don’t know,” Sofia exhaled uncomfortably. She was already getting scared that this would be a lot harder than it had seemed. “When your hands come in contact I guess-”