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Emma pov "I'm tryna put you In the worst mood ah." The Weeknd song was on replay in my head since I woke up. Other than that, last night's events with me and Tristan also was on replay. Ugh. I really thought I would have forgotten about it. I had to try to ignore him the next day I see him at school. I wanted to stay strong and try to control myself around him, but it seemed like he had an effect on me. I shook Crissy like crazy, to try and wake her up but instead, she slapped away my hand. I pushed her really hard that it made her fall off the bed.

SOFIA I sipped my alcohol and looked at the very charming man before me. He was saying, "first things first, Sofia," he paused and continued, leaning in closer to ensure I understood the gravity of his words. "I need to brief my company on this new project. While I may be the head, I can't possibly handle all the groundwork by myself, you know. It has to be done step by step, I would have done it all, but we need help."

Joan mumbled and Phoebe coughed. “ I will be the judge…so who is going first.” Queen rasped and Sofia groaned out “ Mummy and Aunty Joan” Queen mumbled “ I didn't even agree to sing,” Sofia rasped and Queen frowned. “ Just give minutes of your time mama” Queen rasped, going behind her to give her a short massage before handing the remote to her. “ So what song?” Joan asked, giving Phoebe a side eye. “ Unstoppable” Queen rasped

What I am feeling right now is f*cking weird. "Sh*t, Sofia! Why are you crying?!" She asked in a panic. She even approached me immediately, which surprised me. I was surprised by what she said, and I was shocked when I touched my wet cheek because of the tears that came out of my eyes. "I didn't know," I said softly. She immediately hugged me tightly and whispered the word that stopped my heartbeat. "She's your first true love, Sofia. The only person you will give your life to. The person you never thought would crush your personality, heart, and soul."

When she finally settled between Riley’s legs, she hooked her arms under Riley’s thighs, spreading her wide, holding her open. Riley looked down—cheeks flushed, pupils blown—and watched Sofia lower her head. The first lick was long and slow, flat tongue dragging from entrance to clit. Riley’s hips jerked; Sofia pressed them down firmly with her forearms. “Stay still,” Sofia murmured, breath hot against wet skin. “Let me taste you.” She dove in properly then—sucking Riley’s clit into her mouth, tongue flicking fast and relentless. Riley’s hands flew to Sofia’s hair, gripping tight, thighs trembling around her head. Sofia hummed approval, the vibration shooting straight through Riley’s core.

Sofia sat up, straightening her hair before gathering her hair and tying them into a messy bun. “You should be,” He placed a kiss on the skin of her shoulder the oversized shirt exposed to him. “You’re a masterpiece worth dying for,” “I’m not,” Sofia scoffed, turning to look over her shoulder. “Where did all this come from all of a sudden?” “Well-”

’ Sofia thought to herself after she talked to her wolf. ‘Why don’t you try and do the first move?’ Sofia’s wolf suggested to her. When she heard that, Sofia’s face brightened up. Her wolf has a point. So she decided to follow her suggestion. Travis turned to her as he was about to ask her what she would do tonight but she pressed her open mouth against his lips, muffling his words, fiercely kissing him. Travis froze in his spot with his eyes wide open. He didn’t expect that Sofia would suddenly kiss him. He felt her soft lips touching his. Since he was still baffled by her action, Travis was not yet moving nor responding to her.

It was the first time Jackson had ever yelled at Sofia. “You could die here for nothing, and you'll lose all your fans, your career, and your family. From now on, I won't treat you like my mother. Are you okay with that?” Sofia had never seen Jackson so angry with her, and she began to cry because she didn't want to die here alone. “You crossed the line!” Jackson continued in a cold tone. “I know you can still live better without us, but please don't make us give up on you.”

I’ve only felt this way once—when I first fell for Michael. But not anymore, that love faded. And this? This feels like something else. Something new. The air was quickly filled with Waltz performance "Faults" by Marika Hackman. We moved slowly, enjoying every step. He didn't get his eyes off me, and that made me even want to rest my head on his chest. But no! I dare not. This is the almighty Stefan Andres and I don't want to be the talk of town.

Olivia froze at the door, watching the scene unfold in disbelief. Sofia suddenly turned, catching Olivia’s gaze. Her eyes flared with rage. “What are you looking at, Olivia? Are you enjoying this? Laughing at me?” she spat venomously. Olivia’s expression remained calm, her voice even. “Laughing? Why would I laugh at a child’s suffering? What kind of monster do you take me for?” “You’re a hypocrite!” Sofia snapped. “You’ve always hated me. I bet you’re delighted to see my son like this!”