Sophia West Anal Novels & Stories

] Amelia sent. I handed Lana to Kara. My arms felt suddenly empty without her warmth. I went into my study and lit the screen to my computer. I didn't even need to search, the top headline blazed back at me: #SophiaReleased, Claims Online Rumors Are a Conspiracy! That word —conspiracy' felt like a claw dragged down my spine. I clicked. Sophia appeared on-screen, pale as moonlit bone. Prison had hollowed her out. She had cracked lips, faded beauty, her eyes were burning like a cornered animal. She looked like prey pretending to be the hunter. Margaret and Patrick were standing by her sides.

Sophia’s jaw clenched as she watched another man drop money into Stella’s donation box. But deep down, Sophia knew she was just a whore who happened to look like Alex’s dead wife and was using that resemblance to manipulate everyone around her. Including Alex himself, probably. Sophia had seen the way he looked at her sometimes when he thought no one was watching. Like he was seeing a ghost. Well, Sophia wasn’t about to let some nobody Omega steal what was rightfully hers. She made her way backstage to prepare for her performance, running through her vocal warmups and primping herself before she headed back out. By then, a small crowd had gathered around her stage. Some people were still lin

And she was one of those Stanford Wizkid that won all the hackathons. That day, Sophia was speaking on stage, and I just stood there starstruck. It was the way she carried herself with charisma and confidence. It was her choice of words and how each syllable was elegantly pronounced. It was her tailored black suit, sexy tanned skin, smokey eyes, and unforgettable smile. It was everything that was her. Lucky me, we got a chance to talk at the after-event party, and the rest was history.

Sophia said when she saw his changing features. Unlike many of the women he had used over the years for his sexual release, Sophia was a natural beauty. No false tits, and no deceptive buttocks. Shit on thinking about her curves, he had already begun to gawp at her full, ripe breasts. “I am not your meal.” Saul lifted his eyes suddenly, hoping she hadn’t noticed. But of course she had and he heard her gasp, almost involuntarily. “Eyes here, handsome.” She flicked her fingers pointing to her eyes.

“Sophia Reed? Want to comment on your friend’s relationship with Lucian Blackwood?” “Sure. Here’s my comment.” Sophia looks directly at the camera. “Ariana Vale is one of the most talented, hardworking, genuine people I know. She didn’t use anyone. Didn’t manipulate anyone. She fell in love. That’s it. That’s the scandal.” “But the timeline—” “The timeline shows two adults making choices. Not some grand conspiracy.” Sophia’s voice is steel. “And the fact that you’re out here with cameras while a woman’s career hangs in the balance? That’s the real story. Vultures profiting off someone’s pain.”

Sophia's pain and anger boiled over, spilling out in a torrent of accusations. Luna took a step forward, her eyes welling up with tears. "Sophia, I–" "Don't!" Sophia cut her off, her voice rising. "Don't you dare come any closer, s-stay away from me," she warned, raising her hand as she glared at Luna with red-rimmed eyes. Sophia looked wild. Her usually vibrant red curly hair now looked dishevelled, framing her pale face. Her black eyes, once bright and piercing, now seemed dull and bloodshot from tears and alcohol.

They seem to be uninterested in getting to know me. When Sophia had first resumed, seeing her wear that big sweater and being fidgety, I had approached her, and God when I saw her, I had thought she would be a bitch and walk away. She had both the face and the body to compare with the school hottest girl and she would have most likely won, yet that girl prefers to hide behind a big sweater. I wanted to unravel her, and when her relationship with Alex got serious, well she started loosening up. I was happy to see her happy, that in love.

SOPHIA'S P.O.V I woke up on time for my first day at work. I decided to wear off white shirt and black pants with black heels. I did my make up minimal and left my brown hair open with just a clip at back. "Are you ready sophia?" Natasha asked from outside. "Yes yes coming." I came out my room. Natasha was all ready in black pencil skirt and baby pink shirt. She really was beautiful. Carter was lucky. "Come on let's leave." I said.

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.

"Oh please, Sophia. You were banished from your pack, an Omega without status or power. How can you compare to me, the Alpha's daughter?" Sophia's eyes blazed with determination as she squared her shoulders. "You underestimate the strength and resilience of an Omega. I may not have the same privileges as you, but I have faced challenges that have shaped me into who I am today. I have learned to stand on my own, to fight for what I believe in, and to love with all my heart."