Ch. 371..380

Chapter 371 A Quickie

Sofia obeyed, holding his erection and stroking him, taking her time to enjoy playing with her husband. Slowly lifting herself, she positioned his hard and thick length toward her center and began to lower herself onto his dick. "Ah..." Her head rolled back as he entered her. She moved down slowly, inch by inch, allowing herself to stretch. However, he grabbed her waist and forcefully pulled her down onto him. "Leonardo... Ahhh..." I screamed.

He continued thrusting into her, gripping her waist and moving her up and down on his length. His hips jerked upwards, driving deep inside her. She felt a sense of fullness and completion. Instinctively, she started moving in sync with him. Soon, the muscles in her belly twisted, and the pleasure built inside her became too much. She was about to climax in the next second. Leonardo sensed her reaching her peak.

"Don't you dare come alone, baby. Wait for me, and we'll come together," he warned, pumping harder and deeper, causing her to moan even more.

"Come with me, baby girl," he ordered, and she exploded on his dick. At the same time, he released himself inside her, pulling her down and kissing her passionately, plunging his tongue into her mouth. She had never felt so complete. They remained in the same position, kissing each other, with him still inside her, shooting his hot cum in her, making her sensitive muscles feel his throbbing and becoming hard again. Her head was dizzy from the mind-blowing climax.

"I can't get enough of you, angel," he declared.

Leonardo flipped them, positioning Sofia beneath him, never breaking their lip lock. He kissed his wife with a fervor as if he wanted to pour his very soul into her. His lips exuded desperation, while his eyes spoke volumes. His face displayed a mixture of ecstasy and satisfaction.

His kisses were no longer as ravenous as they had been at the beginning of their passionate encounter. It seemed as if he wanted to evoke a range of emotions within her as if he were attempting to reach the depths of her soul. Sofia was on the verge of confessing her love, her heart overflowing with adoration for him.

He pulled away, breathless, his gaze locked with hers. He uttered, "I still can't believe how fortunate I am to have you. Promise me, baby girl, that you will never leave me."

"I promise you that I will never leave you." She sealed her vow with a promising kiss, surrendering her entire life to him.

She sensed his renewed hardness inside her as he began to rock his hips and thrust within her. Overwhelmed with pleasure, she moaned, her eyes rolling back in bliss. How could a man become aroused again so quickly?

Yet, Leonardo Morelli was no ordinary man. Moving with fervor, he made her moan and cry out in ecstasy.

She lost count of how many times he brought her to climax and how many times he found release within her until exhaustion claimed her, and she drifted into slumber, still intertwined with him.

The following day, Sofia groaned in her sleep as a cascade of wet kisses rained upon her face.

She opened her eyes and discovered Leonardo hovering over her, as handsome and alluring as ever.

"Good morning, baby girl!" he greeted, sealing his words with a kiss to her lips.

"Ummm... Good morning! What time is it?" she inquired.

"It's seven in the morning. You need to get up, or you'll be late for your classes," he replied, trailing his finger along her neck.

"Oh, shit!" Sofia cursed and hastily yanked the sheet to cover herself. It dawned on her that she was completely naked. She quickly contemplated making a dash for the bathroom. However, just as she attempted to rise, Leonardo pulled her back, drawing her close to him. "How about a morning session, my wife?" he whispered seductively into her ear.

"No way. I can't afford to be late. I don't want to miss today's class, especially after already skipping so many. Please, let me go," Sofia refused, torn between her desire for this morning rendezvous and her obligations. She knew that once he started, he wouldn't finish quickly, and she wouldn't be able to leave the bed for the rest of the day.

"Are you sure you don't want it? How about a quickie?" he teased, tempting her by kissing her neck, his rough and strong fingers tracing along her thighs, and his arousal pressing against her.

"Ah... Leonardo! Please, release me," she giggled, her voice filled with a mix of resistance and anticipation. It was incredibly challenging for her to resist her passionate husband.

Leonardo sighed, resting his head on her shoulder, taking a deep breath as she felt his chest rise and fall against her back.

"Okay, angel. Just until tonight, I'll have you in our bed mercilessly, deep and fast, and you'll beg me to stop."

"I won't stop you," she whispered, shyly smiling, and heard him chuckle.

"We'll see, baby girl."

Oh, God! His sweet threats were both dangerous and intoxicating. Now, she would eagerly await what he had planned for the night, consumed by anticipation.

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Sofia quickly showered and dressed for school, wearing a pair of denim jeans and a casual black sleeveless blouse. After having breakfast with Leonardo, he insisted on accompanying her to drop her off at school.

car.

Despite Sofia's explanation that her school was across the street from his office and his need to avoid exertion due to his recent severe injury, Leonardo, stubborn as ever, refused to listen and joined her for the ride. Sofia's bodyguards followed closely behind in another When they arrived at the school, Leonardo prevented Sofia from stepping out of the car. He alighted first, circled around the car, and approached her side, opening the door and gesturing his hand before her. Sofia took his hand and gracefully exited the vehicle. "See you in the evening, baby girl," he said, leaning in to kiss her in public. Sofia was becoming accustomed to his public displays of affection, but in the setting of her school, she felt anxious about potential repercussions and the possibility of expulsion. Leonardo settled back into the car while Sofia remained standing, waving goodbye to him. As she turned to make her way toward her classroom, she noticed Kat approaching with a scowl on her face, indicating her deep-seated anger toward Sofia. Kat stopped in front of Sofia and shouted,

"You dirty bitch! What kind of sorcery did you use to manipulate Grandma into signing over all the property to your name? And now you have Leonardo wrapped around your little finger. Don't forget that he was supposed to marry me. You were just a substitute."

Kat continued her nonsensical tirade

while Sofia maintained her silence,

determined not to engage in a confrontation. She understood that Kat's aim was to provoke her into a fight, and Sofia refused to give her the satisfaction. With a calm demeanor, Sofia proceeded toward her classroom, but Kat persistently followed her.

"Now you're running away, you slut. You can't face the truth that Leonardo isn't yours. But you can't escape the truth. The property and Leonardo both belong to me, and I will reclaim them. Remember my words," Kat threatened.

Sofia's mouth dropped open in

disbelief at Kat's absurd threat. She

couldn't decide whether to burst out

laughing or shed tears of frustration. It was ironic because just a week before the wedding, Kat had rejected Leonardo and refused to marry him. At that time, Sofia was being coerced into the marriage. But now, Sofia felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude toward Kat for declining this proposal. She knew deep down that she couldn't have found anyone better than Leonardo in the entire world.

Chapter 372 He Is My Husband

Kat could be mean at times, but she seemed to reserve her meanest behavior exclusively for Sofia. Why on earth did she always want to pick fights with Sofia?

Sofia was exhausted from dealing with Kat's constant tantrums and hearing her lay claim to Leonardo. What was so difficult for Kat to comprehend? Sofia was the one who had married Leonardo Morelli.

"One day, you'll see. I'll get what rightfully belongs to me. What will you do then? It would be better for you to stop being a third wheel," Kat continued to spew her venomous words. Finally, Sofia had reached her breaking point. She turned toward Kat.

"Enough, Kat! Just because I choose not to engage with your nonsense doesn't mean I can't respond. I've been trying to respect our relationship, but you've clearly forgotten your place. You're my sister, and Leonardo is your brother-in-law," Sofia tried to maintain a calm tone, even though she wanted to shout at Kat's face.

"And you're talking about my husband. I won't tolerate it. You had your chance, but you chose a different path. Now, why are you regretting it? You rejected him yourself and left him with no choice but to marry me," Sofia asserted, a smirk playing on her lips. "But I'm glad you backed out because while I may not be the perfect bride, he is the right one for me. And if you think you can win him back, you're living in a delusion."

"You dare to talk back to me, you whore!" Kat shouted once again, her voice filled with anger.

"No, I am his wife, and you're the one lusting after my husband. Back off and abandon your malicious intentions toward MY HUSBAND!" Sofia yelled, her frustration reaching its peak.

A crowd had now gathered around them, including Kat's gang who stood by her side, ready to support her.

"Kat, show her what happens when someone dares to raise their voice at you. No one in this school can yell at Kat Ricci!" a girl from Kat's gang shouted, and they all began cheering for her.

Sofia's bodyguards swiftly approached, standing by her side. Sofia crossed her arms over her chest, waiting for Kat's next move. Kat glanced at Sofia's bodyguards, then back at Sofia, her teeth gritted in anger. Eventually, she stormed off, stomping her feet on the ground. "Let's go, guys. I don't want to dirty my hands by touching her slutty body," Kat made an excuse in front of her friends. Sofia felt an intense desire to punch her, but the manners her mom had taught her prevented her from resorting to violence.

Sofia walked purposefully toward her classroom, with Rena and Enzo running to catch up with her.

"Sofia, we saw how bravely you stood up to that arrogant girl, Kat. Wow, girl, you've got a sharp tongue!" Rena exclaimed, grinning.

"Yeah, of course, because someone has Leonardo Morelli by her side," Enzo remarked with a smirk.

"Stop it, both of you," Sofia said, rolling her eyes. However, deep down, she was filled with happiness. It was the first time she had spoken up against Kat Ricci, and she owed it to Leonardo's influence. He always made Sofia feel special, boosting her confidence. The fact that someone like him, so powerful and desirable, chose her made her feel empowered. She held power over him, making him desire her even more.

"How's Leonardo doing now?" Rena asked as they made their way to class.

"He's perfectly fine. Thank you," Sofia replied.

"That's great to hear. We were really worried when we heard the news. It was all over the headlines that Leonardo Morelli had been shot. But after talking to you, we learned the truth. Otherwise, the news channels would've declared him dead," Rena casually mentioned, unaware of the impact her words had on Sofia.

"Rena," Sofia squealed, anger rising in her voice. "Never talk about that. Ever."

"Oh my God, Sofia, calm down. I was just referring to what was reported in the news," Rena responded politely, but Sofia couldn't bear hearing someone speak of Leonardo's death.

"No, Rena, it's not acceptable. Never utter that word in reference to my Leonardo," Sofia warned her.

"Ahem... Ahem... My Leonardo!!!! Hmmm," Enzo taunted, and Sofia blushed at the thought of her reaction.

"Enough. Don't you guys have a class to attend? I just returned after a week off, and I don't want to miss today's lecture," Sofia said, linking her arm with Rena's elbow. They entered the classroom and quickly took their seats. The teacher arrived promptly. Thank goodness they weren't late.

After their class, they headed to the library, their usual hangout spot, to work on some notes.

"Sofia, we came to see Leonardo, but we couldn't get through due to security. Your guards wouldn't allow us to see you guys," Enzo whispered as they sat in the library.

"I had no idea. I must have been too preoccupied with taking care of Leonardo. I couldn't answer any calls or respond to any messages once he regained consciousness," Sofia replied apologetically.

"It's alright, we understand. We just wanted to see Leonardo and know he was alright," Rena chimed in.

"That's really considerate of you all. I'll talk to Leonardo and arrange a time and place for you to meet my husband. I also wanted to invite you to my place, so it would be a two-in-one occasion," Sofia said, a warm smile spreading across her face. Although she wasn't sure how Leonardo would react, Sofia wanted him to meet her friends and make things feel normal between them. He always seemed to exist in his own world, and now he had also become possessive.

With their classes finally over, Sofia bid farewell to her friends and headed straight home. She diligently completed her assignments and eagerly awaited Leonardo's arrival.

After a week, Leonardo returned to

the office following his recovery, only to be faced with a multitude of pressing matters demanding his attention. One of the most prominent issues was the continuous threat posed by the Russian mafia. The Russian boss had proposed an alliance, but Leonardo vehemently disagreed with their conditions. The Russians were involved in despicable

activities such as child trafficking, prostitution, and drug

trafficking-actions that Leonardo would never tolerate within his country.

Now, the Russians were attempting to seize Leonardo's position and territory. Despite declining their offer, they remained persistent, altering the terms of the deal

numerous times. As the more net

Con

wore on, Leonardo's pounding

headache grew more intense,

prompting him to rub his forehead in an attempt to find relief.

Just then, the phone on his desk began to ring, causing Leonardo to scowl. He was in no mood to entertain anyone at the moment.

"Meggie, don't disturb me. I'm not in the mood to meet with anyone," he barked his orders at his secretary, abruptly ending the call without even bothering to listen.

A few minutes later, a knock echoed through his office, and someone entered without permission. Irritated, Leonardo began to say, "Who the hell allowed-" but his words caught in his throat when he saw his father, Alessandro, and Carlo entering together.

"Where are your manners, Leonardo? We've come here to meet with you, and you refused entry as if we need your permission to enter your office," Alessandro scolded arrogantly.

Leonardo's headache worsened upon seeing his father and hearing his bitter words. He attempted to make a polite excuse, saying, "It's not like that, Dad. I had a headache, and I didn't want to see anyone. I had no idea that you and Mr. Ricci were coming." "Hello, Leonardo! How are you?" Carlo asked, attempting to lighten the tension in the room.

"I'm doing well. And how are you, Mr. Ricci?" Leonardo replied formally.

Carlo nodded and responded, "I couldn't properly thank you for saving my daughter's life. Words won't be enough. I'm forever indebted to you for the favor you've done for me."

Leonardo was taken aback by Carlo's words. He was well aware that Carlo and his family had never treated Sofia as their own. In their society, it was an open secret that his family regarded Sofia with disdain.

"That's merely a small gesture, Mr. Ricci. It's my responsibility to protect my wife," Leonardo responded politely, keeping his composure during the business meeting.

Carlo, the mafia boss, smiled, a rare occurrence in such a setting. "I'm pleased that you understand your obligations toward her, despite your marriage being just three years old," Carlo remarked, piercing Leonardo's heart with his words, even though no physical knife was involved.

Shit! Did he really have to bring up the fact that Sofia and Leonardo had entered into a contract marriage that would last only three years? Leonardo never wanted to be reminded of the ticking clock on their relationship. Leonardo turned to his father, a sense of apprehension creeping over him. "What brings you here, Dad? I can tell it must be something significant for you to make an effort to come to my office," he inquired, trying to gauge his father's intentions. Deep down, Leonardo knew his father had ulterior motives for being there, and he dreaded hearing about his cunning and devious plans.

Chapter 373 The Fight For Power

"What brings you here, Dad? I can tell it must be something important for you to bother coming into my office," Leonardo asked Alessandro, his father.

"You're right. The secret is out. Everyone now knows that Sofia is the sole heiress of the Ricci Empire and holds all the rights to it. Therefore, the merger between the Riccis and the Morellis won't be valid unless we have her signature," Alessandro declared. Leonardo had suspected this might happen, and now his doubts were confirmed by Alessandro's words.

"So, what do you want, Dad?" Leonardo asked, his brows furrowing.

"I want you to convince Sofia to sign the contract papers, granting you control over her properties," Alessandro stated his demand.

No chance. Leonardo would never do that. He would never force Sofia to sign any document against her will.

"Dad, we've just come out of a difficult situation, and I don't want to pressure her into anything. I think we should give her some time to make her own decision and sign the papers willingly," Leonardo tried to convince his father to leave Sofia alone. Wasn't his own life enough for his father to control? Did he also want to take over Sofia's life?

"Are you serious, Leonardo? You're saying this! What if she changes her mind once she realizes the power and wealth she would gain from this inheritance? You have to make her sign before that happens. Use your charm, the charm that makes women willing to die for you," Alessandro said, a cunning smile playing on his face.

My father was so self-obsessed. Wealth and power were all that mattered to him; nothing else held any significance. I knew it would be difficult to convince him when it came to power and wealth, but I wouldn't give up. I decided to make my point once again. "But Dad..."

"Leonardo is right, Alessandro. We can't force Sofia to sign the merger deal. It was our decision, and she wasn't involved in it. My mother chose her as the heiress of the Ricci Empire for a reason. She must have seen something special in Sofia that we couldn't see all those years," Carlo intervened, supporting Leonardo's stance.

"Are you kidding me, Carlo? Now you want to backtrack on your words? Now you suddenly care about your abandoned daughter Sofia, whom you've never shown any concern for," Alessandro shouted at Carlo, his voice filled with anger.

"Please try to understand, Alessandro. I have given you my assurance regarding the property and the Empire, which I rightfully possess. I have relinquished my territory for Leonardo to rule over. But I cannot make commitments on behalf of Sofia. Leonardo can still have my power and position, but let's not force Sofia into this," Carlo pleaded with Alessandro, his tone filled with desperation.

The situation was becoming even more intriguing. The two old friends were now fighting for Leonardo's wife. Leonardo found a strange enjoyment in witnessing this conflict. They had coerced Leonardo and Sofia into this marriage to amass more wealth and power, with Leonardo becoming the current president of their company, while they intended to sit back and revel in the money and influence that would flow through him.

What surprised Leonardo the most was Carlo taking Sofia's side. He had not expected this from him, but he was relieved to see that Carlo realized Sofia also needed her father.

"Carlo, you have become greedy and are unwilling to lose your power. You know that this marriage contract will end in three years, and Sofia, along with her wealth and power, will eventually belong to you. She is as innocent as her mother, and she will gladly hand you all the rights in the Empire. I know you too well, my friend, and I can decipher the thoughts brewing in your corrupt mind," Alessandro accused Carlo through gritted teeth.

"Watch your tongue, Alessandro. You dare to speak about my daughter in such a manner? Why would I do such a thing to my own flesh and blood? I am not like you. You are the one who values wealth and power over family," Carlo fired back, his voice firm with determination.

Oh, God. They were going to give Leonardo a splitting headache. He couldn't bear to listen to them anymore. It was enough. They could continue their drama if they wanted, but not in his office.

"Stop it, both of you. Stop fighting over Sofia as well. It's entirely her decision whether to sign the contract or not. I won't force her, and that's final. The marriage contract is for three years, and we can't predict what will happen in the future beyond that. So, it's better for both of you to cease this argument and focus on planning the merger without requiring Sofia's signature," Leonardo interjected, his tone firm. He knew that if this fight continued, it would only turn ugly.

"I'm telling you, Leonardo, you're making a mistake. If you don't make her sign right now, you won't be able to obtain it in the future either. There are plenty of people waiting to manipulate her for their own benefit," Alessandro countered, glancing at Carlo. Leonardo sighed inwardly, realizing that he could never force Sofia into such a decision, and they wouldn't understand his feelings for her.

"Why the hell are you shouting at me? I gave up my position to make Leonardo the supremo, the mafia boss, and you're accusing me of changing my mind. It's truly shameful that you don't trust me after all these years of our friendship," Carlo retorted, his voice filled with frustration.

"So, why don't you try persuading your daughter to grant Leonardo the rights and power she holds over the Ricci Empire? After all, we both wanted him to rule over the Italian Mafia, and adding the Ricci Empire to the Morelli's would make him the wealthiest. And do you honestly believe Sofia can manage such a vast empire on her own, without any assistance?" Alessandro forcefully presented his viewpoint.

"I won't force her. It's entirely her decision," Carlo said, turning his gaze away from Alessandro, unable to meet his eyes.

"Really, Carlo? What changed your opinion about Sofia? As far as I know, you never cared for her. You were the one who pressured her into marrying my son as a substitute for your daughter Kat when she backed out at the last moment," Alessandro revealed the long- held secret in the midst of the heated conversation.

Alessandro had never shared this information with Leonardo, despite Leonardo's inquiries about the sudden change in brides. It was thanks to Kat that Sofia had entered his life.

"I know, Alessandro, and I regret it every single moment. When I saw Leonardo risking his life for my daughter, I felt like a failure for not protecting, my own flesh and blood. It haunts me every day," Carlo's voice weighed with sorrow. "But now, you'll find me standing by Sofia's side in every challenging situation. Just as I care for Kat, I care for Sofia too," he added, his words filled with determination.

These two old men could be so emotional and dramatic at times. Perhaps Alessandro genuinely regretted what he had done to Sofia. However, that wouldn't change the past, and his actions would forever be counted as his sins.

"Don't worry, Dad. You won't lose your power and position in the Mafia world. That's my promise. I've already spoken with two other groups and made arrangements for them to merge into our circle. I'm expanding our company day by day and securing more contracts. So, just relax and leave it all to me," Leonardo tried to calm them down.

Alessandro gave Leonardo a look that conveyed his lack of trust. Leonardo knew it stemmed from his father's immense male ego.

"The news of Sofia receiving her inheritance in the Ricci Empire is already circulating. I believe it's time for us to make a formal announcement," Leonardo suggested.

Alessandro pondered for a few

moments before responding, "I

believe you're right. We should make a proper announcement. Let's

invite all the prominent figures whet

organize a grand celebration and et

way, we can garner attention, forge favorable connections, and also celebrate your recovery. It's been long overdue. Plan a magnificent party to honor Sofia's legacy and your restored health." Alessandro unexpectedly agreed.

Leonardo couldn't help but smirk as his plan fell into place. He wanted to arrange this surprise party for Sofia, showcasing to the world how amazing his wife was and how deeply he loved her.

Chapter 374 The Legacy

Carlo smiled, his eyes pleading. "Yes, that's exactly what I wanted to say. Please, let me throw this party for my daughter. I want to make up for my regret," he asked, looking towards Leonardo.

Leonardo was not going to agree. He despised Carlo for his irresponsible behavior towards Sofia. No matter how many times Carlo regretted his actions, Leonardo would never forgive him.

"No, Carlo. Sofia is now Morelli's daughter-in-law. You have to pay for your sins. You have no right over her after what you've done to her for so many years. She longed for her father's love, and you ignored her. This is your punishment. So we will be the ones to make this announcement. However, you are invited to this party, and of course, you can invite your guests as well," Alessandro interjected, turning towards Leonardo.

"...And Leonardo," Alessandro continued, locking eyes with his son, "make sure every influential name attends this party. It will be beneficial to make more connections and expand our territory. When they know that you are married to the heiress of the Ricci Empire, it will strengthen our position."

Leonardo knew his father would never change. He rolled his eyes in his mind but plastered a fake smile on his face and nodded.

"So, we will leave now. Keep me updated on the timing and venue. I will send you the guest list as well," Alessandro added, ready to depart.

As Alessandro and Carlo turned to exit through the door, Alessandro halted at the doorway and turned back towards Leonardo. He leaned against the doorframe, his expression serious.

"Leonardo, remember my words. Make sure she signs the papers. It's crucial for both you and Sofia," he emphasized. With that, he turned and left, disappearing through the door.

Leonardo couldn't help but frown. Why did Alessandro care so much about Sofia's property when the Ricci family already possessed immense wealth? Perhaps it was true that power and wealth made a man greedy for more.

Leonardo called for Domenico to come to his office, as he needed to discuss the party planning. He wanted it to be a grand celebration for Sofia. He had never celebrated anything significant regarding her presence in his life, and this time, he wanted to go all out to show his love for her.

He had been meaning to confess his love to her, but he hadn't found the time to make all the necessary arrangements. He wanted everything to be perfect, just as Sofia would like it: roses, balloons, chocolates, and strawberries. Everything should be as beautiful as she was when Leonardo proposed to her, asking her to marry him again, but this time for a real wedding.

Leonardo heard a knock on the office door, signaling Domenico's arrival.

"Good to see you fit and finally in the office," Domenico said, his mischievous smile evident as he entered.

"Good to see you too, Domenico," Leonardo replied, shaking his head at Domenico's playful remark.

"How much did you miss me today?" Domenico teased.

"If you're done, Domenico, can we focus on some serious work?" Leonardo glared at him.

"Okay, Boss, tell me. What's your order?" Domenico said, bowing playfully in front of Leonardo.

"Take a seat. I need to discuss something with you." Leonardo gestured towards the chair opposite him, and Domenico sat down.

"I want to make a formal announcement about Sofia's legacy, and for that, I want to organize a big party. My father wants to invite all the influential personalities to this event. So, make a list, start the preparations, and send out the invitations. Make sure to include Mr. Carlo Ricci and inquire about his guest list as well." Leonardo explained.

Domenico nodded. "Anything else?"

"You were right, Domenico," Leonardo said, his lips curling up as he thought about Sofia. She had brought brightness and happiness into his life. She had taught him to smile, trust, and love again. She was the reason he felt alive and wanted to live only for her. "What is it about?" Domenico furrowed his brow, sensing Leonardo's urgency.

"I... I'm in love, Domenico. I'm in love with Sofia, and I want to confess my feelings to her," Leonardo blurted out, unable to contain his excitement any longer. He couldn't wait to reveal his love to Sofia. He hoped with all his heart that she would accept his love. He could sense her attraction towards him, but he desired nothing more than for her to love him back. He was willing to do anything to make her fall in love with him.

Domenico's eyes widened, and he swiftly rose from his chair, placing his hands on the table as he leaned forward. A mixture of surprise and joy spread across his face.

"Are you serious? That's incredible, Leonardo! Finally, you've realized it. I'm so happy for you," Domenico exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear.

"I want to prepare a surprise for her, and I need your help," Leonardo requested.

"Just let me know what you have in mind to surprise her. I'll make all the arrangements at the snap of your fingers," Domenico replied, playfully snapping his finger. Leonardo smiled and nodded. He was determined to make Sofia his forever and always, and this time, it would be real.

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Leonardo arrived late once again, but Sofia patiently waited for him after finishing her studies. She sat on the couch, engrossed in a book while eagerly anticipating his arrival.

As he entered the room, all of Sofia's

attention naturally shifted toward him. A smile tugged at her lips involuntarily whenever she laid eyes on him. He returned the smile as he walked in. A maid took his jacket and bag, then left the room. Sofia

U N

stood up, closing her book, and

approached him.

"Hey!" Sofia couldn't help but smile every time she saw him.

"Hey, baby!" Leonardo greeted her with his captivating smile, wrapping an arm around her shoulders while using his other hand to loosen his tie.

"Late again," Sofia complained as they made their way to the dining area.

A maid appeared with a tray carrying a glass of water.

"Yeah, I have to work, babe, to earn our bread and butter," Leonardo half-smiled, taking the glass in his hand and preparing to take a sip.

Sofia watched as Leonardo's throat moved up and down while he drank the water. He placed the glass back on the tray and then turned towards her, gently sliding his finger under her chin to close her open mouth.

"Oh, shit!" she thought, realizing she had been gawking at him. Quickly looking for an excuse, she called a maid over.

"Please set the table and serve dinner," she instructed the maid.

"Angel, I've told you to eat on time. Don't wait for me for dinner. It's part of my daily routine, and I'm used to it. But I want you to have your meal on time," Leonardo said in his intimidating tone, but Sofia merely rolled her eyes, unaffected by his attempt at intimidation. "But I like to wait for you. I don't like eating alone," Sofia pouted her lips, and he shook his head.

Leonardo took his favorite seat at the dining table in the center. Sofia pulled a chair next to him and was about to sit down when he tugged her towards him and made her sit on his lap. She let out a light squeal, startled by his sudden action.

"Oh no, I must be getting heavy. You won't be comfortable eating with me on your lap," Sofia remarked, aware that she had gained some weight. She never thought she would have curves on her once-skinny body.

"Not at all, baby girl. You're as light as a feather. You need to eat more. I want you to gain some more weight," he said, feeding her a spoonful of rice.

"What? You want me to become fat?" Sofia exclaimed, her mouth full of rice.

"Ah... I would love to see you with a round and curvy figure," he said, smiling and pushing another forkful of grilled veggies into her mouth. She shook her head. If he continued pampering her like this, she wouldn't be too far away from becoming round and curvy. "By the way, Sofia, your father, Mr. Ricci, and my dad came to my office. They want us to officially announce your legacy in the Ricci Empire and throw a grand party to let the world know," Leonardo said, looking at her.

Sofia stopped chewing and

swallowed her food. "You don't need

to do that. I don't want any grand

party. In fact, I don't want that Empire," she said firmly. She genuinely had no desire for wealth and property. She didn't want anything that would complicate her life further. She was content to have

Leonardo in her life, and all she needed was him.

"Don't speak like a child, Sofia. You're mature enough to understand what this legacy means," he frowned.

"I know, and that's precisely why I don't want it," she replied.

"It's your legacy. You have to take responsibility for it. Your grandmother's last wish was for you to take over the Ricci Empire, and you can't disrespect her by refusing to accept her will." His expression was intense and serious as if he wanted her to grasp the gravity of her legacy.

"Okay, I understand that. But you know I don't think I can handle it. Why don't you transfer all the Ricci Empire into your name and manage it?" Sofia suggested, her lips pressed together anxiously, waiting for his response.

He would be happy about it, right?

"We will talk about it later," Leonardo said as maids cleared the table and placed some chocolate and vanilla ice creams.

"So, you want hot chocolate and vanilla ice cream for dessert?" Sofia asked him, knowing that he didn't have a sweet tooth and preferred different flavors.

He gently held her nape and pulled

her face closer, his warm minty breath brushing against her lips. "No, baby, I want to have you for desseft," he murmured, his words laced with desire Releasing her nape, he tugged at the corner of her

tee

without warning and swiftly pulled it over her head.

 

Chapter 375 Dessert After Dinner

"So, you want hot chocolate and vanilla ice cream for dessert?" Sofia asked him, knowing that he didn't have a sweet tooth and preferred different flavors.

He gently held her nape and pulled her face closer, his warm minty breath brushing against her lips. "No, baby, I want to have you for dessert," he murmured, his words laced with desire. Releasing her nape, he tugged at the corner of her tee without warning and swiftly pulled it over her head.

Sofia gasped, her perky breasts covered in a pink silk bra now exposed before his eyes. "Oh my god, Leonardo! What are you doing? We're in the dining area, and anyone could come in at any moment," she panicked, glancing around. His innocent wife was always mindful of their surroundings.

"No one will come, Sofia. I've instructed all the servants to go off duty and not come out of their rooms until morning," he reassured her, having already sent a broadcast to all the household staff to take the rest of the evening off, leaving the house solely for Sofia and him. Leonardo lifted her up and placed her on the table, settling himself between her legs. As she gazed down at him with her big, innocent blue eyes, he felt his heart skip a beat-those eyes had captured him from the first moment he saw them.

Trailing his hands up from her ankles, he glided them along her soft, bare legs, moving upward towards her thighs covered by shorts. His gaze darkened as she shivered under his touch, her sensitivity in this area evident.

He rested his hand on her hip, gently caressing the curve of her body. With a seductive smile, Leonardo hooked his fingers into the corners of her shorts, slowly sliding them down. As he looked into her eyes, she lifted her hips slightly, assisting him in removing her shorts. Leonardo smoothly pulled the garment down her legs until it slipped off her ankle, nonchalantly tossing it onto a nearby chair. His gaze then shifted, revealing lacy pink panties that adorned her sweet vagína.

Rising to his feet, he lightly pushed her shoulder, guiding her to lie on the table. The surface had been cleared of utensils, leaving only the tempting sight of vanilla ice cream and hot chocolate placed on one side. Leonardo smirked, relishing the thoughts of what he had in store for them.

"So, baby girl, are you ready to be my dessert?" he playfully inquired, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"What... What do you mean? I didn't understand," she stuttered, clearly taken aback. A blush crept onto her face, revealing her innocence.

"Oh, my sweet, innocent wife, I'll show you," he mused in his thoughts, his desire growing.

"You will soon find out. But remember..." he paused, biting his lip as his gaze lingered over her enticing body, "...your safe word."

Her lips parted, her eyes widening in surprise. A rosy hue stained her cheeks, indicating her astonishment.

He chuckled, reassuring her, "Don't worry, angel. I will bring you so much pleasure that you'll be begging for more. But I want to ensure that you can handle the intense waves of ecstasy. You have your safe word. Just say it when you want me to stop."

Hovering over her, he reached for the bucket of hot chocolate, dipping his hand into it. He then delicately smeared the warm liquid across her neck, causing her to roll her head back in pleasure, arching forward to grant him better access. He painted her lips and cheeks with a seductive stroke of liquid chocolate.

Lowering his face to her neck, his tongue darted out, tracing the path of the sweet indulgence. He took a long, slow lick along the length of her neck, savoring the taste of the chocolate as he moved toward her cheeks. Licking and sucking, he relished the rich flavor. Finally, his lips found her chocolate-covered ones. He sensually licked her lips, teasingly tugging on her bottom lip between his teeth, lightly nibbling on it. A gasp escaped her lips, and he eagerly plunged his tongue into her mouth, exploring the depths of her sweetness. Her taste surpassed that of chocolate; she had become his favorite flavor. He skillfully sucked on her tongue, allowing it to dance with his as the pleasure between them intensified.

Leonardo groaned as Sofia's tongue

explored every corner of his mouth, engaging in a passionate battle for dominance. With a slight lift, he positioned Sofia on the table, his hands trailing along her back as he skillfully unclasped her bra. Slowly, he slid the straps down her shoulders, removing the garment from her body completely. Pulling back slightly, he admired the sight of her round, full breasts, causing his mouth to water in anticipation. He was ready to savor this sweet treat.

Pouring a generous amount of chocolate onto her right, perky breast, Leonardo scooped a dollop of vanilla ice cream into his hand. Carefully, he placed the ice cream on her left breast and began to lightly rub it in. Sofia shivered and shook, her voice echoing with ecstasy as she screamed his name.

"Oh God, Leonardo!"

Without hesitation, he covered his lips with her chocolate-covered breast, eagerly sucking and lightly biting on it. His tongue rolled around the sweet morsel, relishing the sensation as it swelled in his mouth. Satisfied, he continued to indulge, ensuring every inch was thoroughly cleaned.

"Ahh... Please... I... can't... ahh..." she moaned.

Still keeping her nipple in his mouth, he spoke in a husky voice, "Say your safe word, baby girl, and I will stop."

Sofia's heavy breathing and

pounding heart conveyed her

heightened arousal, but she chose

not to utter her safe word. Leonardo

lifted his head momentarily only to descend upon her ice

cream-covered left breast.

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Simultaneously, his hands plunged into the ice cream bucket, scooping up a handful of the cold, creamy treat. With precision, he rubbed the ice cream onto her right breast. As he continued to suckle on her chilled

and tender left bud, his tongue danced and caressed it, causing Sofia to scream in pleasure.

Writhing and moaning on the table,

her body now adorned with

chocolate and vanilla, she looked

even more exquisite than any

fantasy Leonardo had ever conjured.

He husband sucked hard on it to clean the ice cream and make it hard like a pebble. He licked her entire breast, sucking and nibbling on it, leaving red marks of his love.

She became a moaning mess, loudly moaning in heavenly pleasure as her husband pleasured her, writhing under him. Her fingers dug into his hair, pushing his face closer whenever he tried to pull away.

He shifted his head to take the cold nipple into his mouth, worshipping it with his tongue and teeth just as he did with her left breast. He licked with his tongue, causing her to. shiver and breathe heavily. He sucked hard on it, causing it to swell in his mouth. At the same time, his hand was busy pressing and pinching the other one between his fingers.

She gasped, breathing heavily, moaning his name, writhing under him, begging him for more. Who was he to refuse her demand?

He took a handful of ice cream and trailed his hand down, caressing her flat stomach and rubbing the cold vanilla on it. She shivered and jerked on the table, and he held her in place.

"Oh my God, Leonardo!" she groaned, tossing her head back and forth. He moved his hand down and pulled the elastic of her panties up, slipping his hand inside the pink lace.

Fuck.

She was dripping wet. He lifted himself to be near her face, looking into her half-opened eyes.

"You, Leonardo. I'm wet only for you," her voice barely a whisper, but he managed to hear her as he was near her mouth, just an inch away from tasting her lips again. He kissed her passionately while his hand continued to free her from the last piece of fabric.

"Tell me, angel. Who made you this wet?" he asked her, gazing at her flushed face.

Chapter 376 Ecstasy Another Level

Leonardo pulled the elastic down and tore that piece of fabric into two. He pulled back and picked up the liquid chocolate bucket. He poured some warm liquid chocolate on her smooth pink pussy and watched as it flowed down, spreading over her thighs. He took some more vanilla ice cream and rubbed it on her cut.

Her pleasurable moans became more frequent as he waited for her to say the safe word. "Today, I will pleasure you so deliciously that you will never forget," he whispered over her lips. He pressed his finger on her back hole, and she moaned loudly and panicked. "One day, baby girl, I am going to claim your virgin back hole," he told her. Her half-hooded eyes widened, showing horror.

"How... h... how can you fit in there?" she stammered.

"Don't worry, baby. When I take your back hole, I will make sure that you are ready, and I will make it more pleasurable. But not today," he said and felt her body relax instantly. He knew she was scared. He was going to claim her body as his own, but he had to wait until she willingly submitted to him. Today, he wanted to pleasure her with his mouth and tongue.

He lowered himself in desperation to taste her sweet vagina. He sat back on the chair and pulled her closer to his mouth, digging his head between her legs, parting her thighs and placing her legs on his shoulders. He was ready to indulge in his favorite dessert. He took a long swipe of his tongue, losing himself in her taste. He sucked the vanilla off her pussy. She tasted better than anything in this world he had ever experienced.

Leonardo inserted his finger into her tight hole and began fucking her, arousing her readiness to have him. He added two more fingers into her pussy, causing her to cry. He then took a long swipe to lick her sweet vagina, savoring her taste. As he flattened his tongue against her clit, she trembled. By sucking on it, he elicited more moans of his name. Her body trembled, and she experienced a powerful climax as waves of pleasure washed over her.

His desire intensified, causing discomfort and straining the zipper of his suit pants. He couldn't resist any longer; he hastily unbuckled his belt, leaving it hanging around his waist. He lowered the zipper and pulled down his pants along with his black boxer briefs, allowing them to rest at his knees. He then stood up and lifted her legs, placing them on his shoulders. Without delay, he penetrated her deeply, initiating vigorous and forceful thrusts. The contact between them prompted mutual moans. It felt as if they were the missing pieces of a puzzle, fitting together perfectly as if they were destined for each other.

"Ahh... you're so deep inside me," she cried, looking into his eyes.

"Take me, baby. Take me even more," he urged, thrusting further into her.

She gripped his shoulders tightly, causing the table to shake as he increased the pace of his thrusts, moving inside her deeply and roughly, without holding back.

Soon, she clenched around his cock, enveloping him tightly, which made him groan with pleasure.

"I... am... coming," she screamed.

"Come, baby girl. I'm on the edge too. Come with me," he said, intensifying his thrusts as he felt the pressure building in his loins. Soon he released his cum inside her womb. He groaned her name as ecstasy overwhelmed his senses, and she reached her climax simultaneously.

He continued moving slightly to release the last drops of his semen in her before pulling out. He noticed his semen spilling out of her sore cunt covered with the chocolate and vanilla.

"Come, baby girl, I'll give you a shower," he said, picking her up in his arms. They were both completely naked, alone in the house.

Then they made love in the shower and on the bed until they were exhausted, eventually falling asleep in each other's arms. The following day began with a beautiful sunrise, and Sofia had never felt so different in her entire life. She lay content and happy in Leonardo's embrace, feeling as though she was the most precious and special thing to him in the whole world.

Slowly, she lifted her hand and trailed her fingertips along his stubble, gently caressing his skin. Carefully, she slid out of his arms and prepared to get up. However, as she did, her head suddenly started spinning, causing her to grasp onto the bed frame. It only lasted for a fraction of a second, and she blinked to clear her buzzing head.

Wrapping herself in a robe and tying

the sash around her waist, she made her way to the bathroom. Upon entering, her stomach

churned, forcing her to rush over to the sink and vomit. She covered her mouth, trying to suppress the sickness overtaking her. Something had been off for the past few days, but today, it truly made her feel sick. She knew she had to see a doctor, but she couldn't confide in Leonardo about her condition. If she did, he would surely forbid her from leaving home. He had become increasingly possessive lately.

Deciding that she would visit the doctor alone, she assured herself that taking medicine would help her feel better. Perhaps it was just a stomach bug or stress. After rinsing her mouth and brushing her teeth to rid herself of the taste of vomit, she quickly showered and got ready for her classes.

Emerging from the bathroom in a black tee and faded denim, Sofia noticed that Leonardo had woken up and was engaged in a phone call. She approached him and softly pecked his cheek, indicating her intention to leave. However, he held her hand, silently gesturing for her to wait. Patiently, she stood by until he finished his call.

Once he ended the conversation, Leonardo turned towards her and kissed her lips, conveying his affection and love.

"Good morning, beautiful," he said, causing her cheeks to flush with color. "Where were you off to without giving me my morning kiss?"

"I was on the phone with Domenico discussing the party preparations," Leonardo explained. "He informed me that the venue has been finalized. The arrangements will be completed in two days, so we scheduled the party for Sunday, two days from now. You should also send him a list of names for the invitations."

"Um... Leonardo..." Sofia hesitated, her voice trailing off. "Can I invite my friends, Rena and Enzo? They've been eager to meet you."

"Of course, sweetheart," he replied warmly. "It's your party, and you can invite whomever you wish. Just send their names and addresses to Domenico, and he'll send out proper invitations to all the guests." His words filled her with joy, and she couldn't help but jump in excitement.

"Really? Thank you so much, my darling husband," she whispered, leaning in and placing a gentle peck on his lips.

He wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her closer. "If you want, you can thank me more thoroughly," he said, a mischievous smirk forming on his lips as he leaned in for another kiss. But she quickly interjected, placing her hand between their lips. "Later, Mr. Husband," Sofia teased, her voice tinged with regret. "I have to get to school on time."

Leonardo let out a sigh, his breath escaping audibly. "Alright, baby girl, later it is. By the way, I'm sending Matteo to take you shopping in the evening so you can pick out your dress for the party," he informed her, sfor his hungry eyes still fixated on her lips Goodness, this man always had a way of changing her mind.

However, she couldn't afford to miss more classes-reaching school on time was a priority.

"Are you not coming?" Sofia asked, her disappointment evident. She wanted him and wanted to be with him everywhere.

Chapter 377 Yearning For Him

It would be much better if he accompanied her on the shopping trip. She wanted him to come.

"Ah... I want to come. I will try, but I cannot commit as I have some important meetings and lots of contracts and deals to read and sign," Leonardo said, cupping Sofia's face between his hands and caressing her jaw with the pad of his thumb. "It's okay, I understand," she replied half-heartedly in a dull voice.

"Look at me, baby girl. Take your friends with you and buy them some stuff from our side. Have fun and shop with them. That way, you won't miss me," he said, and she knew he wanted her to cheer up.

"No need, Mr. Morelli. I will be fine on my own, and I don't want to spend your hard-earned money on my luxury," she pressed her hand on his chest.

"It's also your money, Mrs. Morelli. You can spend as much as you want," he said, smiling at her, making her roll her eyes. When would he stop spoiling her like this?

"Okay. Go and get ready. Otherwise, you will be late for your office. I am leaving early. Have your breakfast before leaving," she said and pecked his cheek. But he turned his face, and her lips landed on his sinfully sexy lips as he deepened the kiss. "See you in the evening, honey," she pulled back and, picking up her bag, left for school.

*************

Sofia and her friends were sitting in the library again during a break between classes.

"Leonardo is throwing a party for me in two days, on Sunday," Sofia whispered carefully so as not to be heard by the librarian.

"Wow, that's great!" Rena chimed, and they had to gesture for her to keep her voice low.

"Oops, sorry! I got excited," Rena apologized, wrinkling her nose.

"What's the occasion, by the way?" Enzo asked this time.

"Umm... he wanted to announce my legacy of the Ricci Empire," Sofia said. She still couldn't believe that she had an empire to manage.

"Oh my my! Her Highness!" Rena exclaimed, her voice dripping with exaggerated awe. She playfully bowed before Sofia, her movements theatrical and grandiose. Sofia blushed, feeling a mix of embarrassment and amusement at Rena's antics. "Shut up. It's not like that," Sofia replied, trying to downplay her privileged status. She didn't want her friends to treat her differently because of her family's wealth.

Enzo chimed in, teasingly addressing Sofia, "Yeah! So what will it be like having an entire Empire to own, your highness?" He grinned mischievously, enjoying his own jest.

Sofia's face turned even redder as she felt her friends poking fun at her. "If you both don't stop making fun of me, I won't talk to any of you ever," she threatened half-seriously, her expression sullen.

Enzo quickly amended his words, realizing he had pushed too far. "Okay... okay... Sorry, your highness," he apologized, trying to suppress a smirk.

Sofia shot a glare at Enzo, her eyes filled with mock anger. She then sighed and shook her head in mild exasperation.

"Oops, sorry, Sofia," Enzo whispered, barely suppressing his laughter. He found amusement in his friend's reactions, even though he knew he was testing her patience.

Sofia ignored Enzo's silent laughter, not willing to give him the satisfaction of seeing her crack a smile. Instead, she redirected their conversation to more important matters.

"Leonardo has invited both of you," Sofia informed them, her tone serious. "His assistant will send you both personal invitations."

Rena's eyes widened with

excitement. "Wow! Thanks, babe," she exclaimed, using a term of endearment for Sofia. "Because of you, we also get to enjoy a royal party. I am looking forward to this By the way, who else is coming to this party? I mean, many royal families and their princes would be attending. I hope I can find a prince for myself, just like you have Leonardo Morelli for yourself." Rena's voice trailed off as she started daydreaming, propping her elbow on the table and cupping her cheeks in her hands.

Sofia shook her head, amused by Rena's fantasies. If only they knew how she had met Leonardo and the unconventional circumstances that had brought them together. But deep down, she felt grateful for having him in her life. She knew that without him, her world wouldn't be as beautiful and happy as he made it.

As Sofia indulged in her thoughts,

her phone rang. It was a call from Domenico. He informed her that he would be coming to pick her up after her classes. However, she requested him to collect her from home instead, explaining that she needed to freshen up and change after school. Domenico agreed without hesitation, understanding her need for privacy.

Sofia arrived home after her classes,

eager to prepare for the evening ahead. She swiftly freshened up, washing away the remnants of a long day, and slipped into a knee-length black dress that accentuated her curves. Pulling her dark locks up into a sleek ponytail, she applied a light touch of makeup, emphasizing her natural beauty. After all, she was Mrs. Sofia Leonardo Morelli, and whenever she

stepped out in public, the world

turned its attention toward her.

In the living room, Sofia awaited Domenico's arrival, her anticipation building with each passing moment. When he finally entered with his signature smile.

"How is my sister from another mother?" he greeted her in his usual amused tone. Sofia couldn't help but giggle at his playful demeanor.

"I really miss your sense of humor," she admitted, her eyes sparkling. "I'm sure tonight I'll be laughing until my belly aches."

Domenico replied with a mischievous glimmer in his eyes, "With pleasure, your highness."

Sofia's expression quickly turned serious, her patience wearing thin from the constant use of the title.

"Don't ever call me that," she scolded him, her tone firm and commanding. Domenico was taken aback, surprised by her reaction.

"And why is that?" he asked, genuine confusion in his voice.

"Because I don't like someone referring to me as 'her highness.' I prefer to be called by my name," Sofia explained, shrugging off the unnecessary formality.

Domenico nodded, understanding her sentiment. "That makes sense. But you know I can't call you by your name; I have an order from your husband," he admitted, his tone growing more serious.

Sofia's eyebrows furrowed in disbelief. "Why has Leonardo forbidden you from calling me by my name?" she asked, her curiosity piqued.

"Because your husband is very possessive of you, my dear. He can't even trust his own best friend," Domenico revealed, rolling his eyes playfully. A smile spread across Sofia's lips, a mixture of amusement and adoration evident in her eyes. "Alright, ma'am, let's not keep the world waiting. We don't want to miss out on the shopping or have the shops close before we arrive," Domenico said, reverting to his humor-filled voice.

Sofia nodded, eager to embark on their outing. "Okay, let's go, Mr. Russo," she replied, playfully emphasizing his surname.

Domenico, with a warm smile, bowed slightly to Sofia as he gestured for her to lead the way, following closely behind as they made their way toward the parking lot. The sun cast long shadows on the asphalt, adding an air of mystery to the scene. Reaching the sleek black sedan, Domenico opened the backseat door for Sofia, displaying his chivalry. Sofia gracefully slid into the plush leather seat, feeling the coolness against her skin. Once she was comfortably settled, Domenico joined her, his presence providing a sense of reassurance and protection.

In the front passenger seat, one of Sofia's bodyguards sat alertly beside the driver, their gaze scanning the surroundings, ready to respond to any potential threat. The other bodyguards followed closely behind in a separate vehicle, their watchful eyes surveying the area. As they prepared to depart, Sofia couldn't help but question the need for such a strong security presence during a simple shopping trip.

She leaned towards Domenico, lowering her voice to a hushed tone. "Do we still need so many bodyguards when we're just going shopping?"

Domenico's expression turned serious as he met her gaze, his eyes reflecting the weight of his responsibility. "Of course, because you are not only Mrs. Leonardo Morelli but also the heiress of the Ricci Empire," he replied, his voice filled with determination. "Now more than ever, you require heightened security."

 

Chapter 378 His Seduction

Sofia found herself surrounded by a myriad of dresses in the exquisite shop, her brows furrowed in a mixture of confusion and anticipation. Domenico had introduced her as Mrs. Sofia Leonardo Morelli, and the attentive staff quickly ushered her toward their finest collection. She moved gracefully through the racks, her fingertips delicately grazing the fabrics as she searched for the perfect attire.

A red halter-neck gown caught her attention, its flowing silhouette whispering promises of elegance. She slipped it on, admiring the way the fabric cascaded down to the floor. It was undeniably lovely, yet a flicker of discontent danced in her eyes. Determined to explore other options, she chose a black strapless gown that hugged her curves like a second skin. The dress exuded timeless beauty, leaving her breathless, yet the decision still eluded her. Each garment she tried on was a masterpiece in its own right, further complicating her choice with every new embrace of satin and silk.

Yearning for a second opinion, Sofia emerged from the trial room in a peach-colored bodycon mermaid dress, its intricate sequin work shimmering in the ambient light. Her gaze fell upon Domenico, who patiently awaited her outside. With a mixture of hope and uncertainty, she sought his guidance.

"So? You are done," Domenico inquired, his eyes sweeping over her form in a gentle appraisal.

"No, I'm still torn. I adore this dress, but I yearn for a second perspective. What do you think? Will it be suitable for the party?" Sofia beseeched him, hoping for clarity in her swirling thoughts.

A bashful giggle escaped Domenico's lips as he nervously wiped his forehead. Clearing his throat, he spoke with a touch of awkwardness, "Actually, sister, I lack expertise in matters of women's attire. Regrettably, I cannot offer you my guidance." Sensing her need, he glanced around and summoned the assistance of a salesgirl.

"Excuse me, Miss. Could you kindly assist her in choosing the most flattering dress?" Domenico beckoned, his eyes searching for the aid Sofia desired.

The salesgirl's face lit up with a warm smile as she eagerly approached, ready to lend her expertise. "Of course, sir. Please, ma'am, follow me," she said, guiding Sofia towards the inviting sanctuary of the trial room.

Yet, before Sofia could take a step, a deep and husky voice resonated through the air, captivating her heart. She spun on her heel to behold Leonardo, standing tall and commanding in his formal black suit. Her breath hitched as he approached, his long strides both leisurely and purposeful.

His piercing gaze devoured her presence, his eyes traveling from the crown of her head down to her dainty toes. A tantalizing moment passed, his lips parting, and his tongue darting out to moisten his bottom lip before he spoke with a smoldering intensity, "You look absolutely stunning, baby girl. There's no need for further trials. I believe this dress is perfection itself."

Sofia's spirits lifted as a smile played on her lips. "Really? You think so?" She turned towards the wall-sized mirror, her eyes eagerly scanning her reflection once more, searching for any imperfections that might tarnish her allure.

He approached her from behind, his presence looming over her like a protective shadow. "Look into my eyes, angel," he whispered, his voice laced with conviction. "Do you still harbor any doubts?"

Gazing into the mirror, she met his intense gaze and found nothing but adoration and approval reflected back at her. Her heart skipped a beat as she realized the depth of his admiration.

With a gentle touch, he rested his hand on her waist, leaning in until his face brushed against her cheek. His warm breath caressed her ear as he whispered, his voice a seductive melody. "Every dress adorns your flawless body, my baby girl." A rosy blush spread across her cheeks, deepening the shade of her embarrassment.

She turned away, slightly pushing him aside, her voice barely audible. "So this dress is final. I'll go and change." Her words escaped in a hushed whisper, betraying her heightened emotions.

Swiftly pivoting on her heel, she began making her way toward the trial room. But just as she was about to close the door, a firm hand stopped her, pushing the door slightly inward. Leonardo's commanding presence filled the room as he stepped inside, closing the door behind him.

"What are you doing here?" Sofia gasped, a flicker of fear dancing in her eyes, aware of the potential consequences if they were caught.

His lips curled into a mischievous smile. "No chance of that, baby girl. I postponed my meeting and traveled this far so I wouldn't have to wait outside. While you're slipping into those gowns, showcasing your tantalizing body that belongs to me," he shamelessly declared, causing a surge of warmth to pool within her, suffusing her cheeks with a deeper blush.

She turned her back to him, attempting to reach for the zipper of the mermaid dress. But before she could, Leonardo stepped forward, his touch sending shivers down her spine. He tugged down the zipper with a deliberate slowness, his fingertips grazing her skin, igniting an electric sensation that coursed through her veins.

The dress slid down her body, pooling at her feet, leaving her completely exposed to his hungry gaze. She didn't need to turn around to know the intensity of his desire; his eyes, darkened with a primal hunger, mirrored his raw longing.

He brushed her hair to the side, revealing the soft expanse of her bare shoulder, and planted moist butterfly kisses along its curve. With featherlight strokes, his fingertip traced a path down her spine, eliciting a quivering response from her.

Sofia fought the urge to moan as

Leonardo's lips and fingers set her

skin ablaze with desire. The fiery trail of his kisses ascended her neck, lingering behind her ear where he sucked on the sensitive skin, eliciting a shiver that made her close her eyes in surrender. His skilled hands ventured further, seizing her breasts and molding them in his firm grasp.

A gasp escaped her lips, and she turned her face towards him, her voice trailing off as she attempted to protest. But before she could utter another word, Leonardo locked his lips onto hers, engulfing her in a passionate, consuming kiss. Their mouths danced with fervor tongues battling for dominance, teeth colliding in their urgent desire as they nipped and sucked each other's lips.

Time became an inconsequential blur as their fervent embrace intensified, reminiscent of two young lovers discovering the fervor of their desires for the first time.

Leonardo broke their kiss, swiftly spinning her into his arms, their bodies now facing each other. Without hesitation, he captured her lips once more, this time in a deep, open-mouthed kiss that left her

breathless.

As they reluctantly pulled apart, their chests heaved, panting heavily in the aftermath of their intense connection. Foreheads pressed together, Leonardo gazed deeply into Sofia's eyes, his voice heavy with desire.

"I want to fuck you right here, my wife," he whispered, his words laden with urgency.

Her mouth fell agape in disbelief. Were his words serious? They were standing in a cramped trial room of a bustling clothing store, surrounded by a throng of people. Sometimes her husband's audacity bordered on madness. "But... we're in public, Leonardo," she murmured, her voice barely audible.

"All you need to do is stay silent, my love," he proposed, his voice low and filled with anticipation. "We'll be quick."

"I can't possibly remain silent when you..." Sofia's words trailed off, her hand instinctively covering her mouth. Oh God, what had she almost said?

He chuckled softly, brushing her hair away from her face before cradling her cheeks in his hands. "I understand, my love. You don't have to hold back. Be as loud as you desire when we make love. No need to be shy, my baby girl. I think I can wait until we reach home," he confessed, his plump lips teasingly grazing his teeth.

"Then please, step outside and give me a moment to change," Sofia implored, her voice barely concealing her wavering resolve. If he remained there, tempting her with his seductive allure, she knew she would succumb to his desires at any moment.

Chapter 379 Hot Bubble Bath

Sofia gracefully stepped out of the trail room, her black knee-length dress hugging her curves, and in her hands, she held the exquisite peach mermaid gown. However, something felt amiss. Domenico, her trusted companion, was conspicuously absent. Confusion flickered across her face as she sought an explanation. "Where is Domenico?" she inquired, her voice tinged with curiosity and concern. Leonardo, her enigmatic partner in crime, responded with a furrowed brow before providing an unexpected reply.

"I sent him back to the office," he revealed, a faint smirk playing at the corners of his mouth. "Someone should, at the very least, continue working."

As Sofia examined the gown, meticulously considering the perfect accessories and footwear to match, she couldn't help but feel a sense of completion slipping through her fingers. Finally, having made her choices, she knew her shopping excursion had come to an end. Passing the task of payment to Leonardo, she observed as he handed his card to the salesgirl for the final transaction.

"So, you've postponed your meetings and obligations for me?" Sofia queried, her voice filled with both gratitude and concern. Leonardo simply nodded in response.

"You didn't have to do that," she reassured him, a hint of guilt lingering in her tone. "Domenico was there to assist me."

A soft chuckle escaped Leonardo's lips, accompanied by a casual shrug of his broad shoulders. "What could I do, baby? Every time I attempted to engage in a meeting, your sorrowful expression clouded my mind. I couldn't forget how crestfallen you looked when I mentioned that I couldn't accompany you on this shopping spree. My focus wavered, rendering work impossible. So, I made the decision to surprise you by coming along."

His words washed over Sofia, a testament to the depth of his affection and devotion. The realization struck her, revealing the extent to which he cared for her happiness. In that moment, gratitude mingled with a surge of tenderness, threatening to overwhelm her.

After concluding their shopping venture, Leonardo whisked Sofia away to a renowned restaurant, where they indulged in a delectable dinner. The experience was heightened by the sheer joy of his company and undivided attention. Each passing moment confirmed the authenticity of their connection, leaving Sofia awash with contentment.

As the night drew to a close and they finally returned home, the unfinished desires that had lingered in the trial room resurfaced.

Leonardo carried Sofia in his arms and took her to our bedroom. She was so aroused, like putty in his hands. She had no strength to walk after her husband's desire-filled eyes pierced into hers. He made me feel crazy things I never thought could happen in this world: making out in the trial room.

His wicked tongue could make any dirty thing sound so tempting and desirable, and she was ready to obey his every order and command.

Leonardo kicked open the bathroom door and put her down on her feet. He ran the warm water to fill the tub and added her favorite bubble drops to it. He slowly undressed her, peeling her clothes one by one, taking his time and teasing her.

He checked the water temperature and helped her to get inside the tub. She settled in and relaxed when the bubbly warm water eased her tired body.

Leonardo kicked his shoes away and removed his socks. He impatiently opened the buttons of his shirt and quickly removed it. His pants were already open and hanging on his hips. He pulled them down with his boxers, kicked them aside on the bathroom floor, and stood there completely nude in front of his wife. She gulped as she saw his hot, perfectly sculpted body with eight-pack abs, muscular chest, firm thighs, and his thick and long erection between his legs poking into the air. He lifted his leg, stepped inside the tub, and settled opposite her.

"Do you remember, baby? When we first took a bath together that day, I wanted to fuck you in that bathtub so badly. You have no idea how I restrained myself when you were sitting on my lap, and I was just an inch away from slipping into your sweet vagina," he said in his deep and husky voice, making her gasp at his confession.

She squirmed in anticipation of what if he had taken her that day in the bathtub because she knew what his wicked cock was capable of.

Her core throbbed painfully. She could still feel his hard dick inside. She squirmed and wanted him badly.

Leonardo's intense gray eyes burned with desire, leaving Sofia feeling shameless and prompting her to take the initiative. She crawled toward her husband and sat on his lap, facing him. Throwing her legs to both sides, she straddled his hips. His hard length nudged her, making her moan at the contact.

She threw her hands around his neck and pulled him closer, gazing into his mesmerizing gray eyes. She whispered over his lips, intentionally brushing her own against his in the process.

"And... if I told you I wanted it that day too?"

"Girl, are you trying to kill me?" He

wrapped his hand around her,

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pulling her closer, and urgently pressed his lips against hers. His other hand cupped her nape and tilted her face, deepening the kiss. Sofia responded with equal passion, plunging her tongue into his mouth, nipping and biting his upper lip. She couldn't help but moan when she tasted his minty sweetness. He was intoxicating, leading her to do things she never thought of doing.

His overpowering masculine scent made her head dizzy. His rough, large hands roamed over her naked body, causing thousands of goosebumps to erupt on her skin, igniting desire and making her core ache for him once again.

She slid her hand between them, gripping his hard, thick length, and began stroking him. He gazed at her with lustful, hooded eyes and groaned. He was already rock hard, like steel. She lifted her knees slightly and guided his erection to her center.

She slowly slid down, enveloping his

hard member inside her aching hole. He groaned into her mouth, finding pleasure and satisfaction, and

sucked on her lips. She could fonet

that their connection was not only physical; it was more than that. Their souls were intertwined. She didn't

know about Leonardo, but at least

she felt it.

His hand left her nape and moved toward her breast, gripping it in his large, rough palm, squeezing and kneading it mercilessly.

They started rocking their hips together, creating friction and pleasure in their restless bodies.

He jerked his hips forward and

started thrusting into her. His free hand rested on her waist, causing her to move up and down, sliding along his length. The water in tub spilled out onto the bathroom floor due to the movement inside it. He pulled back, gazing into her half-open eyes.

"I can never get enough of you. You're a fucking addiction, baby," he groaned in pleasure. "You always make me lose control, my angel."

This made her feel content, confident, and powerful, knowing that she had this effect on him. She could make him feel this way, and he desired her more than anything in the world.

She could feel him deep inside her, penetrating her cervix. His pelvis slapped against her vagina as he thrust forward while her body moved up and down on him. The intense sensations caused her to arch her back and roll her head backward.

His head moved forward, and he captured her breast in his mouth, gripping her nipple between his lips and pulling it into his hot mouth. That was the final cue for her to reach climax.

"God... Leonardo... I can't hold it. I'm... coming," she moaned loudly.

"Yes, baby, come for me. Come all over my dick," he whispered into her ear. His dirty words were exactly what she needed. Her orgasm hit her hard as waves took her into another realm, making her see moons and stars. "Fuck, baby, you're squeezing me so hard. Ah..." he groaned and ejaculated inside her once again.

His erection continued to throb and pulsate against her sensitive walls. He kept thrusting to give her more pleasure as if it were his primary duty.

After both of them calmed down from their climax, panting and breathless, their chests heaving heavily, he cupped her cheeks in his hands, looking deep into her dreamy eyes.

"Where were you, angel?" he asked breathlessly, and she furrowed her brow in confusion. "Why didn't I find you earlier?" he finished the sentence, and she wanted to ask him the same question.

Chapter 380 A Fairytale

Sofia was immersed in the preparations for the grand party, eagerly anticipating the arrival of Leonardo, the enigmatic figure who had captured her heart. Her nerves tingled with excitement as she sat in front of the ornate vanity mirror, surrounded by a team of skilled makeup artists sent by Leonardo's mother, Anna. The artists worked their magic on Sofia's flawless canvas, enhancing her natural beauty.

Dressed in a breathtaking peach mermaid gown that hugged her curves in all the right places, Sofia felt like a vision of elegance. The makeup artists skillfully highlighted her features, turning her blue eyes into captivating orbs of allure with a seductive winged look. Shimmering eyeshadows adorned her eyelids, casting a radiant glow that accentuated her mesmerizing gaze. A touch of peach-colored blush was delicately applied to her rosy cheeks, lending a youthful and radiant flush to her complexion. Her lips shimmered with a peach-shining lip gloss, inviting anyone who dared to steal a glance.

As the final touches were placed, Sofia's silky tresses were fashioned into a perfect bun, adorned with a diamond crown that shimmered under the soft glow of the vanity lights. Several loose strands were purposefully left to caress her neck, adding a touch of sensuality to her overall allure. Standing before the mirror, Sofia couldn't help but be entranced by her own reflection. She felt like a glamorous model, the epitome of elegance and sophistication. The transformation was astounding, and she couldn't wait for Leonardo to see her in this breathtaking state. For a brief moment, she couldn't help but compare herself to Leonardo's ex-girlfriend, Evelyn, who was known for her stunning looks and enchanting presence. However, the thought cast a shadow over Sofia's happiness, causing her mood to turn somber.

Sofia slipped into a pair of shimmery white stilettos that perfectly matched her dress.

She had always preferred heels, as they brought her closer to Leonardo's towering height. Leonardo's tall stature, standing at a commanding 6'8" or 6'9" - Sofia couldn't be sure of the exact measure, was both awe-inspiring and intimidating. But it was precisely his height that fascinated her, making her heart flutter. She cherished those moments when he would stoop slightly, lowering his head to meet her gaze with his beautiful grey eyes, conveying tenderness and adoration in a single glance.

Sofia received a text from her friends, regretfully informing her that they wouldn't be able to attend the party due to urgent family matters.

Lost in her thoughts, Sofia was snapped back to reality when the door swung open, and Leonardo strode into the room, clad in a sophisticated grey suit that accentuated his chiseled physique. The sight of him took her breath away, as it always did, causing her heart to skip a beat. His eyes, filled with a mixture of admiration and desire, wandered appreciatively over her exquisite form.

Closing the distance between them, Leonardo approached Sofia with purpose. Tucking a finger under her chin, he gently lifted her face, ensuring her eyes met his intense gaze. A surge of electricity coursed through her veins as he spoke in a low, husky voice, his words laced with possessiveness and longing.

"I've changed my mind," he confessed, his voice tinged with both frustration and desire. "I can't bear the thought of any other man setting eyes upon you tonight. You look so fucking gorgeous, baby girl. Why did I ever approve of this dress? Now all I want is to tear it off and dress you in the most simple and casual fabric or wrap you in a long coat, ensuring that no one can lay eyes on what is undeniably mine."

Sofia couldn't help but giggle at Leonardo's possessive nature. His intense display of protectiveness both amused and exasperated her.

"Leonardo, this is getting out of hand, don't you think?" she rolled her eyes playfully, attempting to pass by him. But before she could, he swiftly caught hold of her elbow and pulled her closer, his grip firm.

"I'm dead serious, Sofia. If any man dares to lay eyes on you, I'll fucking kill him. I swear," he growled, his voice laced with a dangerous intensity.

Sofia gently placed her hand on his chest, her fingers caressing the fabric of his suit. She felt the tension in his body slowly dissipate under her touch.

"Don't worry, hubby. No man would dare to look in my direction once they realize I belong to Leonardo Morelli," she replied, her voice filled with pride, a glint of defiance in her eyes. Her words brought a mischievous grin to Leonardo's face.

"Yeah, that's what I like to hear," he said, pulling her even closer. She had to use her other hand to push against his chest, carefully maintaining the distance between them. She couldn't afford to let him ruin her meticulously prepared dress and makeup. "We're going to be late for the party. Shouldn't we leave now?" she reminded him, her voice laced with a touch of urgency.

"Yes, Mrs. Morelli. Let's go," he replied, leaning in to peck her forehead affectionately. Sofia smiled, feeling a surge of warmth at the endearment. She took hold of his elbow, intertwining her fingers around it, and matched his confident strides.

As they approached the party venue,

Sofia's prediction was

confirmed the place was teeming with people. The media had gathered ready to capture every- single moment. Paparazzi swarmed around them, their cameras flashing incessantly, while reporters fired off questions. However, Leonardo raised his hand, commanding attention, and dismissed the media

with a stern look.

Mark stepped forward to address the press. "Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Morelli will be available for interviews and an official statement after the party. We kindly request your patience."

Sofia glanced at Leonardo's parents, who were engaged in conversation with some guests. Leonardo guided her towards his mother, Anna, a radiant smile adorning her face.

"Sofia! Oh, my dear, you look absolutely stunning," Anna exclaimed, her voice filled with genuine delight.

"Thank you, Mom. And you look beautiful as well," Sofia responded, using the term of endearment that Anna had requested her to use several times. Similarly, she had started calling Leonardo's father "Dad."

Leonardo's extended family, including his uncle, aunt, and cousins, were also present at the party. Among them, Bella, Leonardo's cousin and a constant rival, cast Sofia a disdainful look, reminding her that she still held a grudge. Leonardo's father, Alessandro, led him through a dimly lit corridor adorned with luxurious tapestries and antique furniture. The air carried a faint scent of aged leather and cigars, adding to the ambiance of the prestigious establishment.

Inside the lavishly decorated room,

Sofia sat gracefully, surrounded by a group of impeccably dressed women from their influential

business circle. They engaged innet

hushed conversations, their voices infused with an air of sophistication and authority. Anna excitedly introduced Sofia to the women, each interaction accompanied by a polite exchange of pleasantries.

Carlo and Emma entered the room as they approached Sofia. Anna, acknowledging their arrival, exchanged pleasantries with them before turning her attention to Sofia.

"Now I'll leave you with your parents alone. I'll see you later, okay?" Anna's voice held a gentle affection as she spoke, emphasizing her genuine care for Sofia.

Sofia nodded in acknowledgment, her gaze lingering on Anna for a moment longer, appreciating the kindness she exuded. As Anna departed, Sofia was left alone with her parents.

Carlo's usually stern demeanor softened as he leaned forward, his voice gentle and uncommonly tender. "How have you been, Sofia?" he asked, his words carrying a sincerity that touched her heart.

"I am alright, Dad. How are you?" Sofia replied, attempting to muster a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. Uncertainty filled her, an inexplicable feeling that gnawed at her insides. Her father's transformation was still difficult to grasp, leaving her questioning the authenticity of her newfound happiness.

"I am fine, my child," Carlo responded, his voice soothing. He gazed at her intently before continuing, concern evident in his eyes. "I hope Leonardo is treating you well. Otherwise, tell me if he doesn't."

As the name Leonardo rolled off her father's tongue, Sofia's face lit up with a radiant smile. The mention of her husband brought forth a rush of warmth, erasing any doubts or fears that lingered within her.

"He truly takes good care of me. I

am very happy with him," Sofia assured her father, her voice filled with unwavering conviction. She marveled at the unexpected joy Leonardo had brought into her life, as if her late mother's blessings had conjured her own prince charming, albeit not on a white horse, but rather in a sleek black suit on their wedding day. It was a fairytale woven with the threads of reality, and Sofia couldn't help but embrace the enchantment that surrounded her.