Sophia Anne Caruso Relationships Novels & Stories

she told her staff, who looked surprised. “Madam, you know that guy?” one of her employees asked. Sophia nodded. “He’s scary. Last time he delivered our new sofas, I almost called the police,” the staffer added. “That’s Anthony Suarez. Amara Suarez’s older brother. I met him back when Sonia and Fabian got married—he was my partner back then.” “He looks soft, but he’s so strong,” Sophia muttered, touching her cheek. Her staff stared at her, confused. Sophia paused, realizing what she’d just said, then quickly shooed them back inside.

“Elena, something’s happened in the East District. The Vitale and Lanza families are exchanging fire at a church on the outskirts. I know that’s your fiancé’s territory, but if you can get an exclusive shot…” She did not finish. I had already hung up. Carlo would never let me anywhere near that place. However, I had to go precisely because of that. I unlocked my phone screen. Then, I saw Sophia’s latest post on social media. It was just one photo. In it, Sophia’s hand was wrapped in Carlo’s large one, with wedding rings on both of their ring fingers. My eyes landed on the old scar on Carlo’s arm. Something in my dead, silent heart still ached violently.

Caroline frowned at that look. "Oh, so you're the one by Ben's side now?" she said in a dismissive tone while glancing at Caroline. "Turns out to be just a ghetto woman!" "Sophia, watch your tone to Caroline!" Ben was furious at the words that came out of Sophia's mouth. Caroline still didn't understand, who was this woman. Her name was Sophia, was she Ben's ex-girlfriend? She also felt bad in this situation. Meanwhile, Flo was getting closer to Caroline.

"As much as I love Damon and what we're building together, I need something that's mine, you know?" "Wait," I cut in. "What do you mean what you're building together?" Sophia's face flickered, just for a second. "I just meant, you know, co-parenting. Building a relationship around the baby—" "Damon is married," I said to the group. "To me. I'm Mrs. Sterling." The table went quiet. Marina looked between us, clearly confused. "Oh, I thought—the photos from the business dinner—" "Those photos were from a Sterling company event," I said. "Sophia is my sister. She's pregnant, possibly with Damon's child, but she's not his wife. I am."

My dad after doing a handshake to us, we nodded and see my father figure walking away from us, the hallway is pretty empty, I guess my dad bodyguard shoo them away, again just like the paparazzi. "Dude, what happened with your french tutor?" Nelson asked excitedly. "Well guess who is it?" "Let me think...Sophia?" Carson said and I hummed. "Lucky bitch! Do you think Julia will accept to be my French tutor?" Nelson said to us. "Who is Julia?" I frowned my eyebrows, that name doesn't look familiar to me. "It's Sophia best friend, the french model." Carson said while showing us her Instagram, she has this sexy feminine personality because that doesn't mean I like her, beside her friend is cuter

Kara said as she looked at the second girl. Of course, this conversation didn’t escape Sophia's ears. She clenched her fist, knowing fully well that they were talking about Roseline, her older sister. She knows that Rose has no relationship with the Anderson Family or so she thought. Still, she couldn’t stop feeling envious, hearing that Rose is escorted by one of the most famous bachelors in their entire school. Not only had she had a connection with Alexander king but now Leo Anderson. How could she be so damn lucky?

A maid was coming from the stairs so I asked if Joey and Louis were playing upstairs, I would have loved to go see them but I was too angry and I didn't want them to see me like try this. "They are sleeping, Sir" She replied with her head bowed so I dismissed her, I'm glad Joey is getting some rest. "Wife of the well-known CEO Mark Carvajal, was spotted in a cafe with a young man holding hands in an intimate proximity and this has sparked up reactions from people, are these two still together or is she getting a divorce?" The blonde reporter said and I scoffed. As if Sofia would be able to leave me if she wanted, "This is ridiculous find a fast way to fix this! And find me that jerk!" I lash

Ever since a jerk cheated on her back in college, she had left a string of broken hearts. I shook my head, thinking about being dragged to Vegas and my sister being here. The guys loved Sophia; she was hot and knew all the right people in town if they ever wanted a hookup. Models, singers, actresses, she knew them all, but she was modest with her various claims to fame. Her real passion was journalism, and that was the only thing that got her excited. That, and possi-bly Mason, judging by the way they'd just hugged each other. They were a lot friendlier than I remembered.

“Zesa Russo?” Sophia Reyes. Alejandro’s girlfriend. I don’t know why, but she never liked me since day one. I remember being classmates with her in high school and she wasn’t exactly the friendliest, but she knew better than to get on my bad side. Now, she stood beside Alejandro, acting as though she was uncertain who I was. What a joke. Everyone in this room knew who I was. “I didn’t think I’d see you here.” She said, hatred glinting in her eyes. “Where’s your husband? He couldn’t make it?”

I had just told Sophia about my break up with Mark and she seemed to approve, a little too much though. She nodded, “You should, but it was a necessary evil.” She said shrugging her shoulders. “Yeah… “ Sophia had come by my room to assist me in packing for the trip but she instead was eating all my leftover cereals. She was not traveling until tomorrow. “That means you can get it on with Dante then.” Sophia said matter-of-factly as she scooped the last cereals from her plate. “Nah… there's no hope there. Besides Dante is in a relationship now.” I fought the urge to sigh as I said it like it didn't mean much to me.