Sophia Aria 소설 & 이야기

One thing led to another and with a woman so pitifully crying with the expression of being so horribly wronged, Stephan obviously chose Sophia over her and Sophia's secret was forgotten. Sophia wiped a tear from her eyes and looked up at that moment, taking a step back once she realized she was alone with Ariana. "Oh, I'm sorry I didn't know you were here." Sophia's voice was soft an innocent, her doe-like eyes projecting the right amount of emotion to really give her the looks of the innocent female lead. But Ariana wasn't having it. "Save me your teary eyes and pretentious apology." Ariana rolled her eyes.

Said the voice that I hated the most on earth. Goodbye to my thoughts and morbid conversations with my sensual girlfriend. Goodbye, boner.

He reached out to take the drawing but Aria snatched it away first. “What are you doing? Planning to pass my sigil-work to Sandra again so you can claim she wove it herself?” Her voice was cold and sharp, the words slicing straight into him. Lycus’s joy faltered. “Aria… your gift can’t be hidden. So what if Sandra receives some of the honor and praise?” “So what?” Aria scoffed. “If she’s so skilled, let her weave something herself. If she can’t, she doesn’t get to steal mine.”

“Hello?” There’s a pause. Then a woman’s voice. Polite. Controlled. Carefully measured. “Aria De Rossi?” “Yes.” “My name is Sofia.” Aria’s fingers still—not from fear, but recognition. “I hope this isn’t inappropriate,” Sofia continues. “I wanted to reach out directly. Woman to woman.” Aria exhales slowly. “Go on.” “I met Luca yesterday,” Sofia says. “Strictly business. But I felt it was important you heard that from me—not from him, not from assumptions.”

Silence fell upon the hall. You could hear a pin’s drop. People started whispering. “Did Cooper’s Group really… copy?” “How’s that even possible? Their designer is Nathan Cooper!” “And he’s an international designer.” “So how could he let this happen?” Noah felt the room tilt. He wanted to disappear at that moment. Aaron coughed into the mic. “To help clear this up, let’s call up the lead designers from both companies.” Ria stood up slowly and climbed the stage. After all these years in the background, she was finally stepping into the spotlight. Her heart was pounding but she kept her head high, she didn’t come this far to choke now.

I hope they’re respectable. I sit down at the microphone, Josh is on the guest couch across from me. “We would like to welcome to the show, Aria Anderson! You all might remember her as Aria Durham! The songwriter that recently took us by storm with her chart topping album and singles. How are you doing today Aria?” I briefly smile, not sure how to reply to this without going into detail. “I’m doing as good as I possibly can be right now. Thank you for having me.”

"Sophia." I pulled back with a sigh, glancing at the screen. Aria’s expression flickered...something sharp and guarded flashing behind her eyes before she masked it. “Answer it,” she said, stepping away. “I need the restroom anyway.” She was gone before I could stop her. I swiped to accept. “Sophia.” “Ethan!” Her voice was high, whiny, immediately grating. “You promised you’d pick me up this morning. I’ve been sitting here for hours, feeling awful, and no one’s helping me—”

It was Sophia. She was wearing my clothes, had her hair styled like mine, and was wearing my signature perfume. "Evan..." Sophia's voice was soft as water, laced with deliberate seduction. "Aria is gone... But you still have me. I'll take Aria's place and take good care of you." She reached out, trying to touch Evan's cheek. She pressed her body against his, rubbing her soft chest against his chest. "I don't mind being a substitute... As long as I can make you happy... Let me stay with you tonight, okay?"

Was calling to… “Boss,” Kane answered immediately. “Where are you? We have Melissa, we’re ready to…” “Hello, Kane.” It was not Gavin’s voice. Sophia’s. Kane’s blood ran cold. “If Melissa and you don’t get back here in two minutes,” Sophia said, her voice unnaturally calm, “I’ll kill Aria. And then I’ll kill Gavin.” The world stopped. “Aria,” Kane whispered. His voice cracked on the name. “How…” “Oh, you left your little girlfriend unprotected,” Sophia laughed. The sound was manic and broken. “Did you really think we wouldn’t get to her? She was so easy to find, Kane. So easy to take.”

The total opposite from mine—that was if one even regarded a mistress to a billionaire as a job of sorts. Sophie had all the rights to be involved with Aria, taking care of the little girl and teaching her the proper manners and all that sort, the motherly position so to speak. Whereas I, on the other hand, was simply an outsider. Sophie smiled pleasantly and said, “Yes, sweetheart. Now come along. We don’t want to be late, do we?” Aria nodded and obediently got down from the bed. As she was walking toward the door, Sophie said, “And remember what I told you before? You shouldn’t be sleeping with, err… Mia. She doesn’t like that, you know. Besides, you don’t know her very well, and…”