Sonia Lopez Souto Novels & Stories

I sipped my wine thinking about the newly met girl Sofia. Sophia Costantinovich.  𝙎𝙤𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝘾𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙞𝙘𝙝  She captivated me. Luca knows it. Her innocent eyes, evoked something beastly inside me. An urge to see her. . ............. ...................................

He is seething, I can see from the way he clenches and unclenches his fist. “ We will pay her for the phone,” Santino replies, and he looks as cool as a cucumber. I walk past the men and approach the girl. “ I am so sorry, some rude men disturbed me while I was on the phone and I accidentally dropped your phone.” I plead with her. Her eyes water, “ It's the only phone I had,” Santino approaches her and drops five stacks of dollars in her hands. “ Get yourself a new phone.” He tells her and her eyes light up.

I said, walking out. She followed quietly, waving at everyone who passed by. Soon, we were in the office. I took a seat on the sofa, offering her the seat opposite mine. "It's a great honor finally meeting you, Mr. Alexander Brooks," she smiled. "Sofia, right?" "Yes," she smiled again. "Why should I trust that things will be alright in Spain?" "That’s because it’s me, Sofia Lopez. I know my strengths and have channeled them into working for the company for years. If you give the company a chance, I believe things will work out," she spoke with confidence.

"I don't know, that's why I'm telling you. Don't allow your son to fall in love with any lady that you do not like, if not you will end up like me. Eso es todo." "I will make sure to heed your advice. Gracias." "I will get going now. It's nice to hear from you again." Sofia said. They hugged each other and Sofia left the house. Maria sat down and pondered on what Sofia had said. She wasn't willing to give up her son to anybody yet. She feared that another lady would come into his life and take him away from her. She was never going to let that happen not while she was still alive.

Sonia exclaimed. "Hello, what a surprise," I replied, knowing that nothing good would come from it. “I could say the same, who is she?” Sonia inquired, looking at Sofia, who lay comfortably in my arms. “She's my fiancé,” I replied. "What do you mean, this slut is your fiancé?" Sonia furiously asked. "Watch it, you do not have the right to call me that," Sofia warned her. "Shut up, Diego is my man; you can not come here and try to snatch him from me bitch, so back the fuck off OK," Sonia argued, throwing her purse to the ground.

I tried to remember names, but decided with all I had on my mind, it was a futile task. Mia, Dario’s sister, sat to one side of me and Camila on the other. Together they compiled the appropriate list of gifts and names for my future thank-you notes. Mireya was beside Camila with Aunt Maria to her side. Our cousin Sofia, a year younger than Camila, was also present. Her father was the youngest brother of the Ruiz lieutenants. They lived in Northern California and sadly, Sofia’s mother had passed away about a year ago and Sofia still seemed sad.

Dax Today is Sofia’s first ultrasound and I can’t help remembering the last day I had with Savannah. This is bittersweet and Sofia understands. Dr. Andreas walks in the room and takes a seat by Sofia. She’s an older Latina doctor in her sixties and Sofia loves her. She wanted a doctor who would be accepting of our lifestyle. I wasn’t happy when the doctor said Sofia could ride on the back of my bike with a helmet for as long as she was comfortable. No, not happy at all.

Caleb gripped the steering wheel tightly. “Caleb?” Through clenched teeth, he said, “She was a redhead, Diana. He’s a red lupus garou looking for a mate. There must be a shortage of eligible females in the area.” Diana's throat felt parched as if she’d crossed the Badlands without a lick of water.

Zoe says shrugging her shoulders and taking Mira's drink. "So you're just using Emilio?" Mira asks, snatching her drink back and downing everything in one go. Zoe always tried to bully Mira, but Mira was always a bully so she never let anyone walk all over her. She was the daughter of Eric Camorra, he wasn't the nicest guy either, but he was tolerable whenever you got to know him personally. "No, he's actually really sweet" Zoe blushed, smiling over in Emilio's direction.

But if the Dark Child was the daughter of Estelel to Jilroid and she was her daughter to that means the Dark Child is her sister and Margarette was her aunt. “What do you want from me, Ánië?” She asked as memories of her past were brought back to her. “We only got one fragment of the Nromais.” “Don’t worry. I really don’t need them. Simple. I want the Hristoax that Estelel gave me.” “The Hristoax? But that’s mine!” “You stole it from me!” “Liar! You greedy woman!” She won’t hand the damn thing down. Ánië made three strides and was in front of her in a second; she curled her hands on her neck and choked her to death. “Give me the Hristoax.”