Novel & Cerita Sophias Revenge

Sophia has to be the softest woman I know, and something tells me that’s the reason why I can't really imagine her in that light. My mate, a brilliant woman that she is, has learned how to divide herself into parts. I realized it when she agreed to having a lot of fire in her. She’s everything lethal and wonderful, in one undeniably sexy package, and she’s mine. ALL MINE. I push down that darker voice because I have determined not to scare her away, but back to the current matter at hand. “Ravenna could see this.” At the sound of her child’s name from my lips, Sophia freezes, just a bit.

I could not start doubting now. But the more I tried convincing myself I did the right thing, the emptier I felt inside. Why did revenge suddenly feel like I stabbed myself too? I grabbed my car keys immediately before my thoughts drowned me completely and drove straight to Sophia’s house. The moment I stepped inside, Sophia looked up at me from the couch and scoffed lightly. “Well, look who finally decided to show up,” she said. “Here comes the revenge queen herself. So? How does it feel after finally getting what you wanted?”

Why did you agree to marry me? I looked at him with genuine surprise, as if he were a stranger I had never met. "Daniel, is that really a question you should be asking? Being Mrs. Rothman was the greatest leverage I had to complete my plan." He fell silent. After a long pause, he finally stood up without saying a word and walked toward the door. His hand rested on the handle and turned back, looking at me with a cold, hard gaze. "Sophia, I'll take back everything that belongs to me."

How could Yulia live well without her mother? “What's wrong? You can't do it? I knew you were lying!” Sophia scoffed, then added, “Since you've made things clear today, I will also clarify a few things for you. I, Sophia Harrison, have no shortage of maids or slaves. I don’t need you to do anything that I ask of you. Since you cannot help me get my happiness, the only way you can ever obtain my forgiveness is by dying! A life for a life! If you can't do that, then you should just wait for my revenge. When it happens, you'll be completely destroyed!”

She has done many things, but none like this. The Dunham siblings were swallowing their own saliva in fear. Especially Sophia. Her eyes were widening uncontrollably and her whole body was shaking. She realized that Gianna was Selena Ashford who had resurrected from death to take revenge on them. She felt stupid and absolutely regretted it. If she knew this, she wouldn’t have hired those assassins in the first place. “Please don’t do this, I am begging you.” Jarvis kept on begging on the ground, much to Sophia’s embarrassment.

She felt defeated and blamed herself for getting played. “Feeling defeated already? No, you can’t be. I am not done with my revenge yet; this is just the tip of the iceberg. The real show begins in less than 30 seconds” Sophia said, with the desire for retribution evident in her eyes as she checked her watch.

“When this is over… Sofia dies by my hand.” I didn’t argue. For the first time in a long time, I fully agreed with him. I ended the call and stared out into the night. Sofia had crossed every line. She had hurt innocent people. She had almost killed Elena. She had tried to kill her own mother. This wasn’t just revenge anymore. This was war. And I was ready to end it.

he stared at me, his expression a mix of desperation. I stepped closer, my finger brushing against the fabric of his jacket. I reached into his pocket and pulled out his office pen, the one he always carried with him. For a moment, I just held it, the weight of it grounding me in my resolve. I let out a sarcastic laugh. Then, with a swift motion, I took the pen and stabbed it into the delicate fabric of my wedding gown. The tearing sound was loud in the silent room, echoing the sound of my revenge on them all.

Brad's face paled. "When we tried to seek justice, your father's company sued me," Sophia continued. "They drained my family's savings, leaving us with nothing." Tears streamed down Sophia's face. "Noah found me broken, struggling to make ends meet," she said. "He helped me fight back, expose the truth." Sophia's voice hardened. "You want revenge? You're targeting the wrong person. I won't let you hurt Noah," she vowed. “Your father wasn't the first person who died, he definitely wouldn't be the last, I don't even understand why you were being so difficult. Your father was at the bottom of the food chain.”

I approached and got into the vehicle. Hello, dear. How are you, Sophia? Well, and you? Also. You look beautiful. Thank you, darling. You look stunning too. Samantha is dazzling in her shiny dress. The piece highlights her curves elegantly, and the sparkles scattered across the fabric add a touch of glamour. Perfectly matching the dress, she wears crystal high heels. Her makeup is bold and striking, with eyes enhanced by dark eyeshadow and captivating eyeliner. False eyelashes accentuate her gaze, while intense red lipstick highlights her seductive lips. Her hair is impeccably styled in a sophisticated manner, showcasing her radiant beauty.