Sofia The Worst Novels & Stories

Audriana puts her hands on her waist and gives her a playful warning look. “What? Haven’t heard of ‘Opposite Attracts’?” Audriana raised her brow again “Oh my bad, I forgot my friend is such an old lady” “Shut up already, we won’t work...I know that fact. Yes, I agree he is good-looking but he has a weird personality and I don’t like such a kind of person. Period” Sofia salutes with an ‘aye, captain’ and they burst out laughing. ***

“You just want to add to my headache. I was protecting your pathetic ass when I lost the potion. I should have let the Erisians creatures take you away. Maybe you’d end up marrying an Erisian grand daddy with fat belly and a saggy looking green butt” Sofia’s face scrunched to reveal her irritation. She looked funny when she put her irritated face. “Have it you way then!” She turned away and continued struggling with the tough meat Rotip had grilled. The meat was awful. It tasted more like a grilled rotten flesh of the dead Erisians, rather than a healthy meat. *****

Sofia continued, bouncing from one side of the room to the other. Judy shook her head, laughing softly. “Sofia, you are too loud. You’ll wake the neighbors.” “I don’t care! This is amazing!” Sofia said, flopping into the sofa dramatically. “I cannot believe my best friend lives like this now. I mean… look at me! I’m still stuck in my small apartment, struggling with rent. And you… you’re married to a rich man, living in a mansion, looking like a queen every day. I’m jealous!”

“We won’t.” Valentina added softly, “We promise.” Sofia nodded once. Then she stood, tucked the album under her arm, and headed toward the stairs. At the bottom step she paused. “Next Saturday,” she said without turning around, “I want waffles instead of pancakes. With strawberries.” Luca’s laugh was small and broken. “Waffles it is.” Sofia disappeared upstairs. Luca and Valentina stayed on the couch. The album lay between them like a bridge.

My heart races. I run to the table, grab my phone, and unlock the screen with trembling fingers. The notifications explode. Messages, tags, mockery. “The perfect student sold herself to pay for college.” “Sleeping with a powerful businessman in exchange for privileges.” Photos. Some are of Dante kissing me against the window, others more explicit. Pictures taken from outside, exposed to the entire world. My whole body shakes. A new message arrives. The name flashes on the screen: Laura. “I always thought it was strange for a poor girl to study with us. But I never imagined you’d sleep with both father and son for money, Sofia.”

“You’re too messy.” He scoffed but pulled back, rolling his eyes. “You’re no fun, Fratello.” (Brother) I ignored him, crouching down so I was eye level with Sokolov. “See, you’re mistaken. Sofia’s not weak. If she was, you’d already be dead. She wanted you alive because she wanted you to suffer.” I reached out, tapping the knife against his cheek. “But I’m getting impatient. So let’s make this simple. Names. Last remaining rats who still think they can come for us. You tell us, and maybe I’ll convince them to kill you quickly.”

Roman's POV "It's good to see that you've finally accepted defeat. You will never be able to beat me, Sofie. Not in this life or the next. You will always be a wretched lowlife." That was the reel of insults I woke up to. I slowly blinked my eyes open, only for me to see the strange woman–Sofie kneeling on the floor with her hands clasped to her chest as she wept. "You better go back to wherever your stupid self came from, because you are not, and will never be needed here." The voice from earlier said again.

she retorted, scowling at him. Her voice cracked with frustration. “It’s in full override…” Isabella whispered. Her eyes moved from the screen to Lorenzo and back again. “So what happens when it reaches zero?” Lorenzo asked again. Sofia didn’t want to answer but she did. “Best case?” she said quietly. “He loses control completely.” Her voice dropped further. “Worst case…” She didn’t finish. He stared unmoving at the countdown. “How long do we have?” he asked. Sofia glanced back.

Caesar hesitated but repeated, “Amaliah Rivers.” Sofia took a step back as if she had been physically struck. Her hands clenched into fists at her sides. “Tell me you’re joking,” she said, her voice shaking with barely contained rage. Caesar frowned, confusion flickering across his face. “Sofia, what—” “You fell for her?” she snapped, her voice laced with venom. “The wife of Rafael Rivers? The man who ruined my life?”

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