Sonata Dazzlings 소설 & 이야기

I offer her a wicked wink before guiding my step-brother around the corner. (Natasha) Julian drags Nathaniel up the stairs, leaving behind a suffocating silence. Sonia lowers her hands from her face. She’s shaking so violently her silver dress shimmers under the crystal chandeliers. Her breathing is shallow, erratic, and bordering on a full panic attack. Surely looking like me can’t be that upsetting. Although in fairness, Julian called me more beautiful, and Sonia is ridiculously vain. "Chase," Sonia gasps, grabbing his arm with white-knuckled fingers.

"Look over there in the galley. She is looking quite lovely today, wouldn't you say?" "Indeed," Sonu nodded, his gaze following Nadia's. He admired the graceful curve of Sonia's back, the way her skirt emphasised her figure. "Look at her back and her skirt; she is so sensual, isn't she?" Sonu took a deep breath, feeling a surge of confidence, and decided to make a move towards Sonia. He chuckled. "But how, my dear? Suggest something."

The car door slammed behind her, sealing her into a world of leather seats and silence. Eric didn’t speak again. He just scrolled through his phone, his thumb moving slowly, purposefully. Occasionally, his eyes flicked up to her then back down. Sonia stared out the window. Daxton Island loomed ahead, dark and moody. Gothic towers pierced the misty sky like the spires of forgotten castles. Everything about this place whispered wealth, secrets, and danger. She tightened her grip on the notebook tucked into her blazer. "Trust no one."

He smiled and held Wynther by the waist and whispered something on her ear which makes her stop dancing and face the man. "Just get lost, Devon!" she gritted and walk away from the party. Devon went after her when I'm supposed to follow her. "I'll handle this, thanks for keeping her company, Miss." I nodded and in a sudden I was left alone. The music change that's why I sway with the rhythm of it when my phone vibrates. I am a little bit dizzy but I can still handle myself. I went to the bar counter and ordered a sangria. After I finished it my phone vibrates again.

asked Anton. "For what, to be tempted again by her seductive looks?" Monica retorted. "I won't be tempted by her anymore," Anton said. Monica let out her breath slowly. How could Anton not be tempted by Sonia's great appearance, beautiful, seductive appearance, good at manipulating people. Sonia is indeed talented at attracting the attention of many people. "Then, what is your guarantee that you will not be tempted by that woman again?" Monica asked.

Shadow tried really hard to hold in… but Ken was asking for it. Ken “” Sonia looked hatefully at Dana. Firstly, she was annoyed with not being able to steer Ben’s gaze towards her. She was considered as a goddess everywhere she went. Getting someone’s attention was child’s play for her and yet no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t even get Ben to look at her. More to the point was, Dana who seemed to be the center of his attraction wasn’t even worthy to be in the same beauty circle as her! Secondly, she spoke up for that bitch, Shelley and belittled her in front of these two handsome Gods.

Sonia wanted to leave after she said all this, she had only taken a few steps out when a hand blocked her way. "What do you want!?" Yelled Sonia at Jate. Jate was standing there looking at Sonia calmly with full of disdain. His eyes were so calm as the surface of a lake, and this calmness made Sonia's heart tremble and feel uneasy for some reason. "You've had a nose job done, did something with your lips, and your eyelashes are artificially planted. This jaw of yours was also shaved, right?" Jate sneered as he looked at her. Sonia's expression changed. She was getting more anxious than angry, but Jate didn't wait for her to argue back.

**** POV: Leona Post-Party | Sovrano Estate, Late Night The glitter of the evening clung to my skin like residue i couldn’t wash off, a ghost of luxury, laughter, and carefully veiled hostility. I stood in front of the vanity, bare feet pressing into the cold marble as I wiped away the last traces of makeup with slow, circular motions. My reflection stared back, quiet and unreadable. The dress still hung on my frame, sculpted like second skin, Dante’s choice. His command. One i hadn't outright resisted. I'd looked beautiful tonight. I knew it. But beauty had become a weapon in his hands. Something to display. Something to wield.

😈 He began teaching as if nothing had happened. The class ended. He left. Only after he was gone— Rose finally breathed. “His eyes…” “They’re so deep… and dangerous…” 🌆 Sinclair Villa – Evening Everyone was ready, waiting for Sonia and Rose. Sonia came downstairs first— wearing a red saree. She looked stunning. “How do I look?” she asked softly. Elena smiled, “My daughter is always beautiful.” But Sonia’s eyes were on Daniel. He was sitting on the sofa— in a three-piece suit.

But before I could make the call, Jay’s voice rang out. “Mommy!” I followed his gaze curiously to see the careless woman who left her son alone. my heart leaped to my throat when my gaze fell on her. "Sonia?" I whisper, my voice barely audible. She was standing a few feet away, looking frantic as her eyes darted around the crowd. My breath hitched as I took her in. She was more stunning than I remembered—her long golden hair cascading over her shoulders, her posture exuding confidence, and her clothes screamed wealth.