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I could smell her perfume from this far. Sofia. “Do you need a massage, boss?” she asked smoothly, stepping further into the room. I finally glanced at her. Beautiful, seductive, cunning. She had been useful in the past—in the bedroom, at least. Before Gabriella. Before I understood exactly what kind of woman Sofia was. A power-hungry vixen. She thought she could manipulate me. That flashing her curves and pressing her lips to my neck would somehow make me blind to her ambitions. It was laughable.

Marco smiled faintly. ______________ Sofia’s fingers moved quickly across the tablet. As she began cross-referencing; pulling old files, names and events. And suddenly everything started aligning too perfectly. “Lorenzo…” she said slowly. That got his attention. “What.” he said She turned the screen toward him. It contained the timeline of his rise, marked with key events; deaths, disappearances, power shifts which were all too clean. “For every major step you took,” she said carefully, “someone else cleared the path first.”

That was ridiculous. “Amaliah isn’t Rafael, Sofia. She’s nothing like him,” Caesar insisted, his voice firm. Sofia let out a harsh scoff. “She married him, didn’t she?” Sofia arched a delicate brow. “That doesn’t mean she’s like him,” he shot back, frustration creeping into his tone.

The King of Beasts arrived and declared our child the next ruler of the alliance. Edward and I stared at each other in disbelief. Neither of us had expected it to turn out this way. Word spread through the pack like wildfire. Debra pushed her way through the crowd. The moment she saw the beautiful little white lion, she lost it. "This isn't real!" Debra shrieked. "Julie, how could you have a child before me?!" She couldn't accept it. She started screaming at everyone around her, calling them blind fools—insisting that she was the real divine maiden.

Sofia screamed as she was forced down. “What do you want from me?” Sofia whimpered, trembling. Cassia’s hand closed into a fist. “What do I want from you?” she echoed, voice breaking like glass. “You killed my daughter. You tried to kill my son. And you have the audacity to ask me that?” The first strike landed across Sofia’s cheek. The sound of slapping was ugly in the small room. Sofia went down. Cassia hauled her up again and shoved her back into the chair.

CHAPTER 2 Sofia's POV Today is the first day of school. I'm kind of excited because I haven't seen my friends and boyfriend all summer, though my boyfriend came to Paris during my mom’s fashion show. I woke up, took a shower and did my little makeup which is just eyeliner and mascara, as I sat in front of the mirror. I don't usually put on makeup during school days, I only put on makeup when I'm going out, not that I need it but I like to feel good about how I look.

It was now time to get the second bag. Sofia sneaked back upstairs to her room as she quietly tried to grab the second bag. It was much heavier than the first and she was trying to carry it as quietly as possible but it kept making squeaky noises. "Be quiet" she whispered to the non living item, "Be question or he'll see us" She wasn't wrong. Few feets away from her stood William. He folded his arm and watched her whole she dragged her bag. William glared at her with his eyes, giving her his icily cold expression, observing what she wanted to do.

Sofia wasn't my real sister. In my previous life, less than a week after my Mama, Ottavia Vivaldi, was laid to rest, Papa brought his mistress, Bianca Malaspina, home. And, trailing behind her, was a girl about my age. She was none other than Sofia.

Ava The first kiss was gentle, almost chaste. Sofia let it happen, then deepened it, tongue flicking out to taste the inside of Maya’s lip. Her hands cradled Maya’s face, pulling her in, and then her body pressed forward until there was nothing but skin and silk and hunger. I stood there, paralyzed, not sure if I should look away or dive in myself. Sofia broke the kiss and laughed, eyes bright. “You’re a good kisser. I like that, too.”

Catelyn directly exposed Sofia’s identity, "Sofia is the mayor's wife. More than twenty years ago, she was a homewrecker, and she even caused a car accident, which killed Cedrick’s parents!" After a brief silence, there was an uproar!