“Have you ever just wandered about the world?” Sofia’s voice was calm and she’d rode the boat away from the chaotic shores of the lake and further across the waters where they’d lost everyone else. The whistling noises of washing waves serenading the vehicle and other than that, there was a silence.A silence that called her into her thoughts.“What is it?” Oscar then was a few inches away from her, clinging unto the right side of the boat whilst she was at the far left. “What is about the world?” She brought her eyes to gaze into his before Sofia smirked.“Eight billion of us” She whispered.“Eight billion of us with different complex lives. With stories that are unique to us and yet the one thing that binds us is the universe. How can we be so different and some of us, so alike?” Sofia asked sand she gave up rowing for a while and the boat went still, only rocking to each side by the winds. “I believe there’s a term for that” Oscar was relaxed beneath the setting sun and he folded

“I want you” Oscar let his husky voice slither through her ears and across her neck until his lips parted hers again. Sofia felt the hairs across her skin arise, blown ferociously by winds that gushed in from windows. The flickering crimson bulb created the perfect hue and ambience.The atmosphere was gentle, enclasping and warm—fueling their raving tensions and desire for one another. Oscar flicked his tongue over her lower lip, tasting her before fully pressing his mouth against Sofia’s. He was just as gentle as he was reckless, allowing his brittle fingers cage her hips to the bed.Her stomach tied in more knots as she felt his hands trail lower and lower and Sofia closed her eyes with her arms around his neck. “I want you” That same voice towered over her yet again. And he wasn’t seeking permission to take off her clothes, he was merely declaring his intentions.That he wanted her.And like the man he always was, Oscar was used to getting what he wanted. Sofia, by his burning touc

Weeks had passed since where we last left Oscar and Sofia, redeeming the terms of their contract marriage after what seemed to be a mistaken and drunken one night stand on her twenty third birthday. Not much had happened since then besides working her ass off at Coffees 'n Cream and barely ever seeing him amidst busy schedules at the office.These past few weeks, it was safe to say that Sofia had fully settled in the Salem residence and the Baron household. If there was one person she had said the most words to, then perhaps it was Cynthia. She wished to meet Ronald from the things she'd heard but it was more unlikely and honestly, she wished more to meet Annie again.She seemed to be the one person she had really clicked with——for someone that wasn't big on friendship and alliances, Sofia felt Oscar's cousin was the only one who truly understood after their conversation that night. She thought at some point that it was Theodore but because of the events that came to light, Sofia dec

Never had Sofia Winters come in contact with as many buildings with so many albeit similar intricate designs. The air of Sicily, Italy was as gentle as a warm hug, serenading the curtains of the window she looked through.The sheer fabric danced across her face and she realized if she heaved in so much of a deeper breath, the dust would hover into the entrance of her nose. The back of her throat itched but her eyes were full. The Barons were staying in a tall villa, from where she could see the rest of Italy—the beautiful structures, the narrowest streets and even the ocean.She wondered why Paris was the city of love in a world where was Sicily. “Hey” A sharp voice instantly drifted her out her thoughts and out of surprise, Sofia was faced with Francesca. She’d already changed into a leopard skin bikini but she retained her heart. Across her face was an inviting smile which forced a crinkle between Sofia’s brows.“Come on” Her hands stretched out.“We said we were going to explore?”

The walk up the stairs was excruciatingly awkward but perhaps it was because of the tensive silence between Theodore and Sofia. Upon reaching the very doors she was to pass through, she halted and allowed her head to lean into the wooden frame."Sofia" Theodore's shoulders gnashed against the callous walls and a sharp breath escaped her lips. "Don't." She muttered before throwing her head upon her shoulders to look back at him. But only for a second did her mustered courage last."I'm sorry" She whispered."I never should have—it was a complicated scenario and we never should have" She stuttered, only for him to inch closer to her. Sofia avoided him like a plague, running her hands through her hair. Her lipstick was rubbed off and her hair seemed like it had electricity run through it. It was because of how harshly he'd groped unto it in the dark alleyway. She was taunted with the repulsive flashbacks as his hands met hers."Theodore" Sofia called."It was in the intensity of the mome