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“She is not what you think she is” “Speak the fucking truth. In plain simple words. Not a damn riddle” I snap, slamming my fist on the table. For a heartbeat, no one moves. Then Liam exhales sharply, fury and pain mixing in his eyes. “You want the truth?” he growls. “Fine. Sofia is dead” The words hit me like a punch, wanting to break his jaw next since nose wasn't enough for him to stop his bullshit but before I can respond, he adds, cold and with finality in his voice.

Freya said. Sofia shook her head. “I would rather not be a Luna.The Luna and Alpha aren't equal at all and now that I have the opportunity ... .ah!… This isn't fair at all”. Sofia suddenly sobbed loudly and laid back on the bed. “Sofia” “I think we should drop this topic already because it's making me more agitated and bewildered. It's making me wistful and…” Sofia blinked rapidly with tears stinging her eyes.

What a homewrecker. @KylieForever: Poor baby 😭 Archie doesn't deserve you anyway @GossipQueen: Sofia seems like such a bitch. Kylie is too good for this drama. @MovieLover23: #JusticeForKylie she was clearly there first I kept scrolling, and they just got worse. @ArchiesFan: Who even is Sofia? Some random nobody trying to get famous @KylieWarrior: Sofia looks like she hasn't showered in weeks lmao @TeenDream: Kylie is an ANGEL and that Sofia girl is a literal demon

Chapter One -- The Fall Sofia moved quietly around the house, humming to herself, and setting the dining-table. “Perfect.” She mumbled as she lit up a little candle in the middle. The smell of roasted chicken and fresh vegetables filled the air. “I pray this work.” Sofia said, hoping this would help her mate, Damien, out of his distant moods. Several attempts had failed as she tried to him to pass a moment with her, had rendered her sad yet she could not resist the temptation of a quiet intimate dinner to-night. Maybe to-night that would be different. Maybe tonight would end well, revive their mate bond and maybe… the dull and fading mate mark on her neck would be brought back to life.

Alessandro announced with a smile, "The Best Newcomer Award goes to Liliana Moretti." I looked at Sofia, my gaze cold and unwavering. I had won. "Soon, I will have the authority to audit the origins of every piece of jewelry under your name and the power to blacklist you from this industry entirely." Sofia spun around and stormed out of the theater, her eyes blazing with fury. She called her father, Antonio Greco. "I lost. Do you think I wanted this? Papa, make your move now. And something is wrong with Riccardo! He tampered with the indenture contract!"

Sofia’s world had just imploded. She turned on Marco, her eyes blazing with the fire of ultimate betrayal. "You lied to me!" she shrieked. Grabbing a fruit knife from a nearby table, she lunged and plunged it into Marco's shoulder. "You said you were a mafia prince! You said I would be a Donna!" Marco howled in agony as blood blossomed across his white shirt. "Sofia, calm down—" "Calm down?" she laughed, a high, unhinged sound. "I gave you five years! I gave you a son! And for what? To be tied to a broke, pathetic liar?"

Sam took out his laptop and kept hitting the keyboard, Sofia was still waiting to see what Sam was going to do until Sam finally showed Sofia a photo. "You know what? This photo is really you. They're awesome." Sam told Sofia. "What do you mean, Sam? You think I did that disgusting thing? You're evil!" Sofia slapped Sam's body. She had no idea that Sam was just like Nicholas. "Wait, that's not what I meant!" Sam caught both of Sofia's hands that had hit him, they stared for a while after Sofia started to calm down, then she heard Sam's explanation.

Seeing that Sofia was staggering, Ralph came over to help her with a trembling heart. Sofia gave him a slap with her backhand, “Get the hell out of here! It’s all your fault! You stupid bastard! I’ve told you a thousand times to keep an eye on the Mason Group and to get rid of Charles as soon as possible, but what did you do? I’ve been smart all my life, but how could I have raised such a foolish bastard like you? You were born in a slum, and you should be a tramp your whole life. I hate you...Puff!” Sofia spat out a big mouthful of blood. Her body was half bent and the corners of her mouth were covered in blood.

I looked to Sonya and she said miss Sofia is in the closet probably doing some online shopping and organizing she isn't in a good mood so be be cautious when you enter she pointed to the closet door. I went inside, Sofia was sitting down on a stool with her laptop in front of her. She was just in her bra and panties. The closet was huge like a clothing store or something. "Hey." I said. She quickly turned and saw me standing by the door. "What do you want Noah? If you are here to insult me or call me a spoilt brat I'm not really in the mood," she said as she rolled her eyes.

The floor tilted just a tiny bit, and Sofia was on her feet before I could even take a step. "I’ll show her! Cas…we’ll be right back." Caspian just nodded, but his eyes followed me until we disappeared around the corner. The noise of the club died down. It was quiet in the restroom, but the air felt thick. Sofia didn't even make it to the mirrors before she stopped in her tracks. Her nose wrinkled in disgust as she gave out a gagging sound. "Ugh, gross! The bathrooms here are the worst. It reeks of humans and sex. Seriously, they need to put bigger windows for more ventilation."