Sofie’s POV I walked into the house, with a tired sigh escaping my lips as I nodded a greeting to Antonio and the maids.I had gone out to put some things related to the continuation of my studies in place, but I still hadn't told Roman about my educational plans yet because I was slightly scared that he'd be against it.Although, something within me knew Roman wasn’t like that.Glancing at the time on my phone screen, I discovered that it was quite late in the evening and I'd been out for a longer period than I expected.Roman should have been back from the company by now because he usually arrived home by exactly some minutes to six in the evening, and currently, the time was ten minutes to seven.He had also not sent me a message to inform me that he'd come home late from work that day.Well, it wasn't like I had the right to know of his whereabouts anyway, I was just a pawn in his game of pretense.A pawn who he knew would always be at his beck, and call whenever he needed a hole
Roman’s POV "Hey, man." I greeted as Damien walked in with his boxing gloves hooked around his arms, and a water bottle in his other hand.We were in a private gym downtown to catch up on everything that's been going on in each other's lives."Greece really did great on your skin. It's no longer as pale as a vampire's and you somewhat look slightly human. Welcome back, my friend." He clapped my back before placing his boxing gloves down, and climbing onto the treadmill."Yeah, I guess so. Nana said the same thing, so how has everything been?" I muttered, delivering a jab to the punching bag hanging in front of me."I've been confused and quite stressed about everything lately, and I also feel like the worst scum on earth." He gritted out as the speed of the treadmill increased.I stopped punching the punching bag for a second and stood with my hands akimbo, "What happened, man? Did your mother-in-law say something to you again?"Damien's wife, Chloe, died about five years ago from ch
Sofie’s POV Blinding rays of sunlight diffracted through the curtain blinds, and seeped into my tightly shut eyes, yanking me out of a light sleep.Today was d-day, and I felt extremely giddy at the thought of going back to college.No, even giddy was an understatement.I felt elated, ecstatic, joyful, and so merry that I could fly with happiness.I had missed school so much. I had missed socializing with people of my age.But underneath the jubilant wave of excitement swirling within me, there was a thin glimmer of anxiety tinged with trepidation.It had been two years since I last went to school, and I couldn't help but fear that I may seem dull to my course mates.As if to shake off the fearful thoughts of low self esteem issues away from my mind, the alarm on the nightstand dinged.With a deep sigh, I turned it off and darted a wistful stare at Roman's side of the bed.Earlier today, I had sensed him leaving for work, and something inside me wished he was here to encourage me and
Roman’s POV The corners of my mouth quivered in a smile, as I watched Sofie's eyes lit up as the car screeched down to a halt in front of the college building.I never knew a day would come that I'd derive so much happiness in seeing another person being happy.Maybe Damien was right about me getting softer, and less cold to the people around me.It was all because of Sofie and I wasn't sure if the thought didn't scare me.It had not even been up to fifty days since I had met Sofie, and I was sure that if she asked me to pluck down the stars for her, I'd surely do so.I had given up trying to convince myself that it was just lust I felt for her and not something akin to love.Who else was I deceiving anyway but myself?But something still stood, I wasn't going to tell Sofie about my feelings until the contract was over.I wanted to be certain that I wasn't mistaking compassion for love and that I hadn't been brainwashed into thinking I had feelings for her all because we had surreal
Sofie’s POV I walked into the venue for my first class of the day with slight anxiety brewing inside me as I tightly clasped my tote bag.Heaving a deep breath to calm my nerves, I quietly stepped into the hall while doing my best to avoid drawing too much attention to myself.Thankfully, the inhabitants of the hall seemed not to notice me as I walked to the middle of the room to take a seat. “Did you hear that we are getting a new professor for the semester? They said he's nothing but bad news.” A feminine voice to my right drifted into my ears, and I tilted my head sideways to see who it belonged to. It belonged to a pretty girl whose blonde hair was cut into a bob, she grinned at me, and I managed to dart a small smile at her, although some parts of her sentence still confused me.“I recently transferred here, so I don't really understand what you just said.” I uttered, to which she nodded, outstretching her hand.“I reckoned. I'm sorry for assuming. By the way, I'm Katie Perez.”
Roman’s POV "Hey, baby." I said as Sofie walked into the study with a wan smile caressing her face."Hi. How was work?" She asked, standing with her back against the desk, and her hand tracing lines down my face."Work was work. How did your first day back at college go? Did you have fun?" I asked, standing up to wrap my arms around her waist.She averted her gaze from me to stare at the bookshelf behind me, "Yeah, I did. Let's talk about something else. Something unrelated to school or education or professors and whatnot." She rambled out, hazel eyes restlessly darting around like she was being chased.I could see pure, unadulterated fear twinkling in her eyes as she unknowingly clutched tightly to my shirt.Something was clearly up because I knew and has witnessed first-hand how Sofie had been so excited in the car this morning."Baby, are you okay?" I asked, lacing my hands through hers. She smiled; a false, weary grin that didn't quite crease her eyes and nodded."You know I may
Sofie’s POV I nervously twirled the engagement ring around my left ring finger as I stared at the professor on the podium. She was saying something about a group project but my mind couldn't really decipher anything at that moment. It was filled with thoughts and regretful memories of how I had fucked everything up the previous evening. If only I hadn't gone to Roman's study or initiated the stupid kiss, then he'd never have known about this mess. I knew Roman and I knew he'd never sit back and wait for me to tell him about Cornelius. He'd probably kill Cornelius if he found out that he was the bastard that gave me the hickey and I didn't want that. I just wanted to peacefully graduate without drama but it seemed the universe was clearly against serenity being in my life. I wondered if Cornelius had survived that hit. It wasn't like I cared if anything had happened to him, he deserved it anyway for even attempting to molest a woman. I just didn't want to be tagged a murderer
Roman’s POV "Would your friend like to have some tea, sir?" A middle-aged man who I had never met in any of my numerous visits to New York state college asked me with a smile. I glanced backward at Nathan, who was standing motionlessly behind me with an expressionless face, and beckoned him to answer the question. He shook his head in negation at the man, and the man nodded as he went back to his seat. I darted an investigative look at the man's bandaged head as I inwardly wondered why he wasn't resting in the hospital and was instead walking about and working. Earlier, he had introduced himself to me and explained that he was manning the chancellor's office, pending the time she got back from an official trip. Currently, I was in Sofie's school on a mission; to find who the fearless perpetrator was. The fucking bastard who had left a hickey for me to see on my fiancée. I had no idea why I was so sure the person was from the school but my guts were never wrong, so I knew I co