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Chapter 411 Scheming

Kat stormed towards Emma, her anger evident as she lashed out in jealousy and frustration. "You have seen Leonardo propose and confess his love for Sofia, Mom. Now, what will you do? What are you going to say about it? If you didn't stop me that day, I would have created problems in Sofia's life, and Leonardo would have been proposing to me," Kat fumed out of jealousy.

Emma gritted her teeth, watching her daughter mumbling with stupidity. Sometimes, she doubted if Kat was truly her daughter, given her lack of patience. "Shut up, Kat. I am also not happy with that news. I am already angry. Don't put oil in it. Or else you have to deal with my anger," Emma retorted, glaring at her daughter. Then, her attention shifted to Diana, who was observing the couple with envious eyes.

This sight pleased Emma, and her mood brightened up. She saw an opportunity to exploit Diana's emotions and fulfill her scheme to drive Sofia and Leonardo apart. Emma believed Sofia didn't deserve the happiness and the Ricci estates she had inherited and was determined to make Carlo realize that as well.

With a cunning plan in mind, Emma introduced herself to Diana, stretching her hand toward her.

"Hello, my dear. Let me introduce myself. I am Emma Ricci, stepmother of Sofia Ricci," she said.

Diana took her hand and nodded, acknowledging, "Yes, I know you, Mrs. Ricci. I am Diana."

Emma nodded, recognizing Diana as the famous supermodel and Leonardo's ex-girlfriend. She saw an opportunity to provoke Diana's emotions further.

"Have you met Leonardo? He looked so happy with Sofia," Emma said with an intent to incite jealousy.

Diana rolled her eyes, scowling at Emma's remark.

"I haven't even gone to them to congratulate them because I don't have that big heart to give my love to other women. If I hadn't made a mistake in the past, he would be mine," she replied with a sigh, revealing her lingering feelings for Leonardo.

"It's never too late, my dear. You can still have Leonardo. You just need to go according to my plan, and he will be yours again. This time he will be yours forever," Emma smirked and winked, trying to intrigue Diana.

Diana frowned, feeling unsure about Emma's intentions.

"Why the hell do you want to help me, and why should I trust you?" she questioned, skeptical of Emma's sudden offer.

"Because I can also see Leonardo is not happy but pretending to be happy with Sofia. His true happiness is with you," Emma stated with conviction, trying to win Diana's trust.

"Ok, tell me what you have in your head?" Diana asked, crossing her arms over her chest, ready to listen to Emma's plan and do whatever it took to get Leonardo back.

Emma's smile faltered as her phone chimed, interrupting the moment. "Excuse me," she said politely before excusing herself to answer the call. Seeking a secluded corner, she picked up the phone and greeted the caller with a simple, "Hello!" After a brief conversation, Emma's demeanor changed, and determination flickered in her eyes. "Okay, I am coming," she replied decisively, ending the call. Her mind was set on something important.

Leaving the vibrant party behind, Emma made her way to a local restaurant, deliberately choosing a place where wealthy and renowned families wouldn't frequent. There, she met Lana, the widow of Mak, who seemed to have been expecting her arrival. "I know you would come," Lana stated matter-of-factly.

Emma responded with a soft smile, though Lana could see through the façade. "How are you, Lana?" Emma asked politely, trying to maintain an amicable tone.

Lana scowled, not interested in formal pleasantries. "Don't waste time in formalities. I know you are not concerned about me," she retorted, getting straight to the point.

Emma couldn't help but snort at Lana's blunt statement. "Right. So what do you want, Lana?" she asked, cutting to the chase.

"I want revenge," Lana declared, her eyes burning with a desire for vengeance. "I am dying to kill Sofia. Because of her, my husband died. Now she has to pay for what she did."

Emma's expression darkened, and a sinister smirk crept across her face. "Then we have the same purpose," she said, revealing her hidden agenda.

Lana's face twisted with a mix of surprise and understanding. It seemed that they both shared a common enemy and were determined to make Sofia pay for the perceived wrongs she had caused.

"I have a plan," Emma said confidently, her mind already scheming. Lana's anger and thirst for revenge aligned perfectly with her own malicious intentions. Together, they became a formidable force, and the prospect excited Emma. Lana exhaled deeply, the anger in her eyes giving way to a sense of vindication.

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The following morning, Leonardo and Sofia set off to meet the wedding planner, and Sofia's

excitement was palpable. She wore an elegant off-shoulder dress that, perfectly complemented her

pregnancy glow, pairing it with

comfortable Nike shoes. Heeding

the doctor's advice, she had ditched her high heels for more suitable flats and shoes, which she now preferred to wear most of the time. Her hair was gathered in a high ponytail, and she applied light, radiant makeup, accentuating her natural beauty.

As they reached the wedding planner's office, Sofia couldn't contain her enthusiasm. The

thought of planning their wed et

filled her with joy. She turned to Leonardo, her eyes sparkling.

excitement. "What date are we going to get married?" she asked "Because if you haven't decided on

it, I have one in my mind."

Leonardo, always attuned to her emotions, asked with a gentle smile, "Do you want to decide on a date?"

Sofia nodded eagerly. "Yes, I want it on a special date. I want us to remarry again on your birthday," she suggested, looking at him with genuine affection.

His mesmerizing grey eyes widened with surprise. "Are you serious? I mean, you always manage to surprise me. How can I be so lucky, baby girl? You think about making it special for me!" he exclaimed, his grin reaching from ear to ear.

Her face lit up with joy as she

replied, "Yes, am serious. The day

you were born is very special for me, s special

and I want it to be twice

by making it our wedding anniversary." The emotions swirled inside her at the mere thought of marrying him on his birthday. For her, there wouldn't be a more perfect day to celebrate their love.

His eyes glistened with love and adoration for her. He couldn't help but take her into his arms and lovingly peck her on the lips, expressing his affection without words.

"I am so lucky to find you, my angel. You truly made my life full of joy and happiness," Leonardo said tenderly, his hands gently cupping Sofia's cheeks.

Sofia's heart swelled with affection as she gazed into his eyes. "And you've brought nothing but love and warmth into my life," she replied, a soft smile gracing her lips.

"Everything will go according to your choice. You just tell the wedding planner where and how you want our wedding," Leonardo assured, wanting to make sure that Sofia's dream wedding became a reality.

Sofia's excitement bubbled within her; she was determined to make their wedding truly special. She had always dreamed of a fairytale wedding, and with Leonardo by her side, she knew that her dreams could come true.

Reflecting on their first marriage, Sofia remembered how circumstances had dictated their choices, and they hadn't had much say in the arrangements. But this time, it was different. Both she and Leonardo were equally enthusiastic about planning their wedding, and they wanted everything to be perfect.

The couple spent hours in the wedding planner's office, passionately discussing their choices and preferences, ensuring that every detail aligned with their vision for the big day.

After the planning session, they went for a wedding dress trial. Sofia slipped into a traditional wedding gown, adorned with delicate lace and intricate details. She emerged from the dressing room, walking gracefully towards Leonardo, seeking his opinion. However, as she approached him, she noticed that he was engrossed in his phone, scrolling through something. Sofia playfully cleared her throat to capture his attention.

"How am I looking?" she asked, seeking his genuine reaction.

Leonardo's eyes instantly lifted from his phone, and he looked up to see Sofia in her wedding gown. His breath caught in his throat as he took in her beauty.

"You always make me stunned by your beauty, baby girl," he sighed, his lips slightly parted, his gaze full of admiration and love.

Sofia blushed, feeling a mix of happiness and embarrassment at his sweet compliment. "When will you stop flattering me?" she playfully rolled her eyes, feeling butterflies fluttering in her stomach.

"Never," he grinned mischievously, pulling her into a warm embrace. "Because you deserve to be showered with compliments every day, my beautiful bride-to-be."

Chapter 412 Want To Make Love All Day Long

"Shut up and give me an honest opinion. I want to look my best on my wedding day," Sofia playfully chided her husband, her giggle filling the room.

Leonardo took her request seriously and stood up, circling around her as he carefully observed every detail of the dress she was trying on. His glances swept all over her, contemplating her appearance intently.

"You should try something else. This looks very common, and..." he paused, searching for the right words, "...very simple. I want to see you in something more stylish. After all, the whole world is excited to attend and witness our wedding."

Sofia appreciated his candidness and smiled warmly at him. She decided to try another gown, one that was long-sleeved and backless, with a flared design and a long tail at the bottom. After changing into the new gown, she emerged from the trial room, waiting anxiously for Leonardo's opinion.

"How about this?" she asked, holding her breath.

Leonardo took his time, scrutinizing her appearance for what seemed like an eternity before responding.

"No, angel, all these gowns are not made for you. You need to find something special, the most beautiful gown for our wedding. I think they don't have one here. Let's go. We will search somewhere else," he said with a hint of annoyance in his tone.

The manager of the store, who had been standing behind Sofia, quickly ran towards Leonardo, trying to salvage the situation.

"Sir, please wait. I am going to show you the best collection in our store," he pleaded, hoping to rectify the mistake.

Leonardo's irritation was evident as he snapped at the manager in an intimidating voice, "What do you mean you will show us the best collection now? What were you doing until now? Just wasting our time?"

"I am sorry, sir. Please forgive me. I didn't understand Ma'am's preference, so I showed her those traditional gowns. If I had known she was looking for something different and stylish, I would have suggested the exclusive designer collection of our store," the manager explained, realizing the gravity of his error. Sofia felt a pang of guilt, knowing that the manager had inadvertently offended Leonardo Morelli, who was not someone to be trifled with.

Leonardo confronted the trembling manager, his voice laced with a threatening intensity. "What did you think when you were showing my wife the worst dresses in your store? Do you not want to live anymore? Do you really want to end your miserable life over a wedding gown?" The manager cowered in fear, and Sofia couldn't help but feel pity for him. She knew her husband had an intimidating personality, but she loved him nonetheless.

Sensing the need to intervene, Sofia stepped in, her delicate hand gently rubbing Leonardo's shoulder to soothe his evident stress. "It's okay, darling. Give him another chance," she implored, trying to defuse the tension. Leonardo shot her a narrowed glance, aware of her intentions, but he chose to remain silent.

"Alright, Mr. Manager, show me some of your exclusive collection," Sofia requested, trying to redirect the situation.

"Of course, ma'am. Thank you so much for giving me another chance. I have so many beautiful exclusive gowns," the manager stammered, relieved by Sofia's intervention. He quickly motioned to his staff, and they brought out the exquisite gowns to showcase in front of Sofia.

Among the array of options, Sofia's eyes gleamed as she picked a white lace mermaid gown adorned with real diamonds on its sweetheart neckline. She tried it on and elegantly presented herself to Leonardo. This time, he couldn't help but approve of her choice. "That's what I wanted from you. You look absolutely stunning in this," Leonardo praised, causing Sofia to blush at his genuine admiration. His opinion was all that mattered to her, and she wanted to look her best for him on their special day. His gaze on her was so captivating that she couldn't help but feel his unwavering attention, whether they were alone or in public.

As Leonardo insisted on selecting a black tuxedo for himself, Sofia had to venture into the men's section of the boutique. After trying on several options, they finally settled on one that satisfied both of them. After all, with black being the dominant choice, it was a matter of finding the perfect style.

Next on the agenda was the selection of their wedding rings. Sofia opted for simple platinum bands, with each ring elegantly engraved with their names. On Sofia's ring, Leonardo's name was etched, and on Leonardo's ring, Sofia's name was beautifully inscribed. It was a symbol of their love and commitment to each other.

When they returned after the

wedding ring Selection, the wedding

planner called them for a cake

tasting. Leonardo's birthday was next week, and they had to rush everything if they wanted to make it on time. The wedding planner was very cooperative and ready to work 24/7 when Sofia said she wanted it to coincide with Leonardo's birthday.

When they went for the cake tasting, Sofia offered Leonardo to select a flavor for their wedding cake. He was so clueless.

He just scratched his nape and said, "It will be better if you decide. If I am selecting, I will go for wine and rum."

And she rolled her eyes at his remark.

So she took matters into her own hands and went for a white chocolate cake with vanilla topping.

"So, baby girl, all the preparations are almost done. Now it's time to decide where you want to go for our honeymoon," Leonardo asked when they were home.

"But Leonardo, we already had our honeymoon, and I don't want to travel while pregnant. It's so uneasy. I felt nauseous all the time," Sofia replied.

"We have a private jet where you won't feel discomfort, and we will fly according to your schedule and with the doctor's advice," Leonardo stated, and she was amused to think how excited he was about going on honeymoon again, even if he was going to be a father. "If you forgot, I would like to remind you that I am pregnant, and if you are thinking about having fun, you are mistaken, mister," she reminded him.

He laughed at her remark, "You know me so well, baby girl. How can I resist myself? You are so hot and sexy. These pregnancy hormones make you look hot and more beautiful." He said in his husky and deep voice.

She looked into his eyes, which darkened with desire in them. It flipped something inside her, and she was also turned on in anticipation as she knew what he would be thinking about their honeymoon.

"I can't seem to control myself. I want to make love to you every hour of the day," Leonardo confessed, causing her cheeks to flush crimson. She was sure she had turned as red as a ripe tomato. "So, tell me, where do you want to go for our honeymoon?" he asked eagerly.

Sofia pondered for a few moments before replying, "Ummm... I want to go to Rovaniemi, Finland."

"Yeah? Alright, baby girl, Rovaniemi it is," he asserted with a smile.

Sofia anxiously watched the clock,

counting down the minutes until midnight. Leonardo's birthday was about to begin, and she had planned a special surprise for him. She couldn't contain her excitement, knowing how much he would appreciate it. She had baked a delicious birthday cake and secretly decorated a part of the garden with the help of the house staff.

Leonardo had been busy with work, and after dinner, he headed straight to bed for a nap. Sofia eagerly waited for the clock to strike midnight.

With just five minutes left, she secretly messaged all the house staff through an app to ensure everything was in order. She then moved closer to Leonardo, leaning down to whisper sweetly in his ear, "Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday to you... Happy Birthday, my darling husband. Happy Birthday to you..." Her soft singing roused him from his slumber. Leonardo smiled charmingly, his voice still husky from sleep, and replied, "Ummm... thank you, baby girl."

He wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close. Her head rested on his shoulder, and her lips found a spot on the crook of his neck as he gently snuggled her. But there was one problem - he started snoring. "Oh no!" she panicked. Her surprise was at risk of being ruined.

Chapter 413 Midnight Surprise

Sofia gently shook Leonardo, and he slowly stirred awake, his eyes blinking open. "I can't seem to get any sleep. I want to go for a walk. Will you accompany me?" she asked softly.

He peered at her with one eye, looking down at her face. "Are you serious, angel? At this hour?" he inquired, his voice still heavy with drowsiness.

"Do I look like I'm kidding?" she retorted, narrowing her eyes playfully.

"No! You're serious," he whispered, removing his arms from around her and sitting up on the bed. He rubbed his eyes and stretched his arms upward, letting out a big yawn. Throwing his legs over the side of the bed, he stood up on his feet and ran his hands through his dark hair to tame it.

"Okay, babe, let's go for a walk," he finally said in his still-sleepy voice, and she couldn't help but feel a little guilty for waking him up in the middle of the night. But it was all for the sake of his birthday surprise. She got up instantly and walked over to him, holding his hand. "I'm ready," she announced, and he responded with another yawn.

She wanted to chuckle at his expression; he looked adorably sleepy, yet he willingly obeyed her every demand and order at any hour of the day. Who would have thought that Leonardo Morelli, an alpha male and dominating man, would be so accommodating to a girl's wishes? She couldn't help but feel a sense of pride, knowing she had such control over him, making him do anything she asked.

Reflecting on their journey, she felt overwhelming gratitude toward God for bringing him into her life. She believed that God had a plan for everyone, and sometimes He allowed pain and challenges to test their patience and tolerance, only to reward them with boundless happiness in return. Looking at Leonardo, she felt that all her prayers had been answered and returned with immeasurable happiness. Now, with their little bundle of joy on the way, she could hardly believe that after years of pain and rejection from her own family, she had finally found someone who could give her what she had craved her whole life-a loving family and her own world.

As they strolled through the garden, Sofia led Leonardo to the decorated area. As they approached, the lights suddenly turned on, and soft, melodious music began to play. It was exactly as Sofia had planned it. The breathtaking view of the garden adorned with heart- shaped balloons and twinkling, colorful fairy lights brought a smile to their faces. Rows of rose and lavender plants lined the path, while hibiscus and bougainvillea shrubs surrounded the garden, showcasing various rare species of plants.

In the center of it all, a table stood, covered with an exquisite cloth, a bottle of wine, and two perfectly placed glasses. The only thing missing was the cake, which was set to arrive anytime after Sofia and Leonardo's arrival, per Sofia's instructions to the staff. Leonardo's half-closed eyes widened in awe as he blinked a few times to take in the magical surroundings. Then his gaze fell upon Sofia.

"You planned all of this?" he asked, disbelief evident in his voice.

"Of course, who else could?" she shrugged playfully. Did he doubt her ability to plan a surprise? Admittedly, she hadn't planned any surprises in her entire life, but this was the first time she felt compelled to make someone's day truly special and memorable, especially someone as significant to her as Leonardo.

A house helper appeared with the cake that Sofia had lovingly baked for Leonardo.

"The surprise isn't over yet. I made this cake for you," she said, grinning with excitement.

His eyebrows shot up in surprise.

"Really?" he replied, clearly touched by her thoughtful gesture.

Taking her hands in his, he brought them to his lips and kissed the back of her palms, gazing deeply into her eyes.

"Thank you for bringing so much happiness and joy into my life. I don't believe I deserve all this, but I'm not willing to let it go. You are mine, forever," he declared, his voice filled with genuine emotion. He pulled her close into his arms and kissed her with a passionate display of love.

Sofia poured all her love and prayers for him into that kiss, wishing him a long life filled with all the happiness the universe could offer. Leonardo meant everything to her, and she had never wanted to make a wish for someone as much as she did for him. Before Leonardo, her prayers had been solely reserved for her

mother, but now, he had become her

world.

When they finally pulled away from the tender embrace, Sofia led him to the beautifully decorated cake in the center. She picked up the knife, and with a radiant smile, she looked at him. He appeared almost entranced by the whole experience. Guiding his hand, she made him hold the knife, and together, they cut the cake. Afterward, she lovingly fed him a piece, and he couldn't help but moan in delight.

"Sofia, your cooking is simply the best. Why don't you pursue a degree in Culinary Courses?" he suggested, admiring her culinary skills.

Her face lit up with a mix of

happiness and wistfulness. "Actually, I was thinking about it. But then the responsibilities of the Ricci Empire came, and I had to pursue a degree in business," she sighed, remembering how much she used to enjoy cooking. She had learned the art from her mother when she was very young, watching her

intently and memorizing every step.

"No, it's not necessary. If your dream is to be a chef, then you should follow your dream, and I'm always here to help you manage the Ricci Empire. I'll teach you everything, don't worry, my love," he reassured her.

Oh, if only he knew how much he meant to her, how much his unwavering support meant to her dreams. She motioned to the staff to bring the cake pops and chocolate balls she had specially prepared for their little celebration.

Each time he took a cake pop or a chocolate ball, lovingly made by her, into his mouth, he would close his eyes and moan in appreciation. She couldn't help but feel captivated, watching him savor her baked desserts as if her cooking had been rewarded with the highest of praises.

He uncorked the wine bottle and poured a glass for himself. Sofia, of course, refrained from drinking alcohol. She had gradually grown accustomed to him occasionally having a drink, as she had come to realize that he never became intimidating or made her feel insecure.

"So, what's next?" he asked eagerly, rubbing his palms together with excitement.

"Ummm... I think the only thing left is

your birthday dance," she replied

shyly, still getting the hang of matching his impressive dance moves. Whenever they danced, she couldn't help but feel like a giddy fangirl, amazed by his grace and talent. There were moments when she wanted to shout his name in admiration.

She snapped her fingers, and the music started playing once again. He took her hand in his and guided her towards the center, where a spotlight shone brightly. With one hand securely holding her waist, he drew her closer to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, trying her best to match his steps.

"How did you like my surprise?" she couldn't resist asking again.

"I've already said it's fucking great. Better than any surprise. And that's because you prepared it for me," he replied warmly, pecking her lips affectionately.

"I wanted to make it even more special, but I didn't have enough time. With the wedding preparations and this early pregnancy, I often feel uneasy," she confessed.

"Baby girl, you don't have to do anything to make it special because having you in my life makes every moment special. You are my angel," he said, kissing her forehead tenderly.

They continued to sway to the music for a few more blissful minutes before Sofia suggested they should head to their bedroom and get some rest. After all, today was both their birthday and their wedding day, and they needed to be ready on time. She couldn't bear the thought of being late for her own wedding.

Chapter 414

Finally, the day they had both eagerly awaited had arrived - the day when Sofia and Leonardo would officially become husband and wife. Leonardo couldn't contain his happiness; Sofia would now be his forever, not just as his wife and love but also as the mother of their future child. He was determined to ensure she never had a reason to complain, and he was ready to give her the world.

Never in his wildest dreams did Leonardo, once known as the heartless, ruthless, and merciless Leonardo Morelli, imagine that he could fall in love so deeply that it would completely transform his life. He was no longer the same man he used to be before marrying Sofia. With her and his newfound family, he felt like a changed person, unafraid to express his love openly.

His heart swelled with excitement as he eagerly waited at the altar, ready to take each wedding ritual and vow to make Sofia his for eternity. Domenico, his best man, and Bella, the bridesmaid, stood by his side, witnessing this beautiful moment.

As time seemed to crawl by, Leonardo anxiously looked at his watch, waiting for Sofia to arrive. His mother, Anna, was supposed to bring Sofia to him. He searched for her in the crowd, and finally, he spotted her standing amongst the guests, engaged in conversation. He caught her eye and smiled, subtly indicating where she needed to go to bring Sofia. Anna understood and returned the smile, ready to fulfill her part in the grand plan.

Leonardo knew Sofia must be ready by now, as the makeup artists and hairstylists had informed him that they had finished their work half an hour ago. Sofia was resting in the room, awaiting the arrival of all the guests before making her entrance. Carlo, Sofia's father, would be standing proudly beside her to walk her down the aisle. Everything was falling into place, just as Sofia had envisioned for her special day.

As Leonardo stood in the packed hall, awaiting Sofia's arrival for their wedding, his heart raced with anticipation. He couldn't wait to see her in her wedding gown, knowing she would look like the most beautiful woman in the world. In his eyes, she always exuded beauty and grace, and he felt like she was a divine gift sent just for him. The thought of having her in his life made him feel incredibly fortunate and blessed.

Suddenly, his phone began to ring, and Anna's name flashed on the screen. He furrowed his brows, wondering why his mother was calling when she had just gone to bring Sofia.

"Le... Leonardo... come quickly," Anna's voice trembled with nervousness and panic, causing his heart to race even faster.

"What's wrong, Mum? Is everything alright?" he asked, feeling a rush of anxiety.

"Sofia... Sofia..." Anna started sobbing, unable to complete her sentence. "Please come quickly."

Without a second thought, Leonardo rushed towards Sofia's room, the sound of Domenico's voice calling after him fading into the background. Bursting into the room, he found Anna sitting on the bed, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"What happened, Mum? Where is Sofia?" Leonardo asked, his eyes darting around the room, searching for any sign of her.

"I don't know. When I got here, I found the room was empty. I don't know where she went," Anna replied, her voice choked with emotion.

"Did she walk away?" she questioned in disbelief, and Leonardo couldn't fathom the idea of Sofia walking away from their wedding. She had been so happy and excited about the marriage, and he had seen the love in her eyes. She would never do something like that. Something must be terribly wrong.

Domenico and Alessandro rushed into the room, their faces filled with concern and confusion. "What happened?" they both asked in unison, looking between Anna and Leonardo.

"Sofia is missing," Leonardo said, his breath shaky with worry. He pulled out his phone and dialed Mark's number, giving him urgent instructions over the phone as he hurried outside. Carlo, too, ran towards the commotion, and Leonardo's heart filled with a surge of anger at the sight of him. He had always sensed a bad vibe around Carlo's family, but Sofia was the exception. She was nothing like them.

"What's wrong, Leonardo? Why did you run from the altar?" Carlo had the audacity to question Leonardo.

Leonardo shot him a suspicious glare. "Sofia is missing, and let me warn you, if I find out you had any hand in this, I won't spare you," he threatened before storming outside to meet with Mark. He couldn't waste any more time.

Once outside, he saw Mark and his men already waiting, ready for his next order. Domenico was right beside him, equally anxious and eager for answers. Leonardo knew Domenico wanted to ask questions, but he couldn't focus on anyone right now as he stared intently at his phone, waiting for Sofia's location.

"What have you found out?" Leonardo asked Mark, his voice laced with urgency.

"Out of the guests here, only Emma is missing," Mark quickly replied, and Leonardo knew he could rely on Mark's efficiency.

Carlo was shaken to the core as he

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heard his wife's name, Emma, being mentioned in connection with Sofia's disappearance. His mind raced through different scenarios, trying to make sense of the possibilities. He couldn't believe what he was hearing, but as he linked the recent events together, he started to fear that there might be some truth to the suspicions.

Clutching his head in disbelief, Carlo struggled to come to terms with the idea that Emma, his own wife, could be involved in harming Sofia, especially considering she was pregnant. He pinched the bridge of his nose, deep in thought, contemplating whether he should try to reach Emma. "Dad! What happened?" Kat's voice broke through his thoughts.

Leonardo's attention snapped towards Kat, and he approached her with a dangerous aura, his voice cold and intimidating. "Where is your mother, Kat?" he demanded.

"Mum... she must be at the party. I don't know. I haven't seen her for, I think, half an hour," Kat replied, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

"Don't dare to lie to me," Leonardo said, grabbing her chin forcefully.

Carlo intervened, realizing that tensions were running high.

"Leonardo! Leave her. What are you doing? She is my daughter," Carlo said, gently pulling Leonardo's hand away from Kat.

"My wife is missing, dammit, and your wife is involved in this," Leonardo spat out in anger.

Carlo couldn't deny the possibility, but he couldn't let Leonardo find Emma before him. He knew that he had to locate Emma quickly if they wanted to ensure Sofia's safety. Deep down, he struggled to accept that he had married a woman with a heart so dark, capable of harming her own husband's daughter, her own flesh and blood.

Rubbing his forehead, Carlo attempted to diffuse the tension.

"Listen, Leonardo. I will find out where Emma is. I will ensure Sofia's safety. You need to calm down, okay?" he urged, knowing that if Leonardo reached Emma before him, he wouldn't listen to reason. If Leonardo reached Emma before Carlo, he wouldn't listen to her. He would shoot her straight at first sight on the spot.

"Are you fucking serious? My

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pregnant wife is missing, and you expect me to calm down?" Leonardo's, voice thundered with anguish and desperation. "I am. going to burn this whole world I need to in order to search fopher. I will do everything to find her. Do you get it?" He gripped Carlo's collar, yanking him off his feet, and issued a fierce threat.

Kat let out a frightened yelp as she witnessed Leonardo's intense reaction toward her father.

"Leave him, Leonardo. We need to find Sofia. If your suspicions are correct, she could be in danger. I've always had a bad intuition about Emma. She's not a good woman," Alessandro intervened, stepping forward and firmly grabbing Leonardo's hand to make him release Carlo. Leonardo finally let go of Carlo and turned his attention to Mark.

"Mark, the signals are still strong. It means we can track her. Hurry up and find her location."

With renewed determination, they were now closer than ever to finding Sofia. Carlo couldn't help but panic, knowing that Emma would have to face the consequences of her actions. If she had indeed attempted to harm their daughter, she would have to endure the wrath of Leonardo's anger. There was no saving her from that.

Inwardly, Carlo questioned Emma's motives, wondering why she had chosen this destructive path. Why did she have to ruin everyone's life? He closed his eyes momentarily, silently asking why she had betrayed their love and trust.

Carlo was very hurt. Emma had

shown no consideration for him, her

husband, in her reckless actions.

She never thought about the hatred

he would feel towards her once discovered her evil intentions towards their daughter. She hadn't considered the devastating consequences that would follow, risking their relationship and

marriage. And all of this, Carlo

lamented, was for the sake of gaining some property.

Chapter 415 Proposition

Carlo stood there, his heart heavy with a mix of emotions betrayal, anger, and heartbreak. His mind couldn't grasp the fact that Emma, the woman he loved so deeply, could be capable of such cruelty. He felt like he had failed to fulfill her every wish, questioning himself if he had ever been enough for her. A surge of guilt washed over him, making him wonder if he could have done something differently to prevent this situation.

His love for Emma was so profound that he would have willingly sacrificed his life if it could satisfy her desires. But now, seeing what she had done - kidnapping Sofia, his precious daughter - Carlo knew that Leonardo, whoever that was, would show no mercy to her. The anger within him boiled, and the word "fucking" slipped out as he struggled to comprehend the gravity of the situation.

Carlo took a deep, heavy sigh, trying to gather his thoughts and calling Emma on the phone. But to his dismay, her phone was out of reach, leaving him feeling even more helpless.

He gently led Kat to a corner, needing answers. The desperation in his voice was palpable as he pleaded with her. "Kat, please, tell me honestly if you have any idea where your mother is. I need to find her before Leonardo gets to her. No one can save her from his wrath, and I can't bear the thought of losing her."

The love he felt for Emma had blinded him, and he had unquestioningly followed her lead. Every word she spoke was like gospel to him, and he never once doubted her intentions. But now, faced with this horrific act against his own flesh and blood, he couldn't fathom how Emma could even think that he didn't love Sofia. He loved both his daughters, Kat and Sofia, with all his heart, and he would never want either of them to suffer.

He regretted how he had treated Sofia in the past, believing Emma's claims that she needed strict discipline due to her mother's "bad blood." Emma had convinced him that Sofia required behavior treatment, and he blindly followed her instructions, never questioning her judgment. He had been cold and distant towards Sofia, thinking that Emma was taking care of her in her own way, shaping her into a better person.

But now, as he reflected on it, he realized how wrong he had been. He should have paid attention to Sofia, showered her with love, and shown her the same affection he had for Kat. Emma's manipulation had clouded his judgment, and he deeply regretted not being there for his daughter when she needed him the most.

Carlo's heart ached with profound regret as he realized the extent of the harm he had unknowingly caused Sofia. He couldn't believe he had let himself be manipulated by Emma's jealousy, following her instructions without question. The truth hit him hard - Emma's actions were driven by envy, but he couldn't fathom why she felt that way. He had always placed Emma on a pedestal, making her the center of his world, and fulfilling her every wish without hesitation.

"Why, Emma? Why were you so jealous of Sofia?" His thoughts echoed with frustration and confusion as he struggled to understand the motives behind Emma's malevolence. It pained him to know that she had harbored ill feelings towards his daughter, even after Sofia was no longer living with them.

In his mind, the turmoil intensified, and he couldn't contain his emotions. "Why did you want her to suffer when she was out of your life?" he silently shouted, the turmoil within him turning into an inner storm of emotions.

Now, Sofia had moved on and was married to Leonardo, which should have put an end to the source of Emma's jealousy. But to Carlo's dismay, the bitterness and hatred didn't seem to have dissipated. Emma's grudge against Sofia remained strong, even in her absence. Carlo turned to Kat, his eyes filled with concern and urgency. "Kat, please try to contact your mother immediately. Tell her not to harm Sofia, not for my sake, but for her own good. If I find out that Sofia has been harmed in any way, I won't hesitate to take action. Please, persuade her to bring Sofia back home. Keep trying to get in touch with her, and let me know the moment you can talk to her."

With his heart heavy and determined to find Sofia, Carlo set out on his mission to locate his daughter and bring her back safely.

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"Lana, are you ready? Today, we must act on our plan, and once we proceed, there's no turning back," Emma warned, her voice filled with determination and a touch of urgency. Lana, however, seemed to be on the verge of freaking out at the weight of the moment. This was the culmination of their dark scheme. Emma's eyes gleamed with ambition as she spoke about reclaiming the Ricci Empire. To achieve this, they had to kidnap Sofia from her wedding, making it look like she had run away, and then eliminate her after coercing her into signing certain documents.

Lana took a deep breath, trying to steel herself for what was to come. "Okay, I am ready. I want my revenge, and I want Leonardo to suffer just as I am suffering," she declared, her voice laced with bitterness and hatred.

Emma felt a surge of relief, knowing that Lana was still committed to their sinister plan. She couldn't afford any last-minute hesitations or doubts. This was a critical moment, and she had meticulously planned every step. She remembered how they got Sofia out of the wedding hall. They waited there, observing the bridal chamber entry. Then Emma saw the makeup artist leave the room, leaving Sofia all alone inside.

Knocking on the door of the bridal chamber, Lana and Emma waited anxiously for Sofia to open it. When Sofia finally appeared, her expression turned to one of shock and disbelief. Emma tried to deceive her, saying they were there to take her to the altar, but Sofia wasn't convinced. She reached for her phone, intending to call for help.

Emma's heart raced with fear of her plan being jeopardized. She couldn't afford any witnesses or interruptions. Time was of the essence, and this was the moment she had been waiting for so long.

In a swift and ruthless move, Emma retrieved a cloth sprayed with chloroform and pressed it against Sofia's nose. Within seconds, Sofia succumbed to unconsciousness. The adrenaline surged through Emma's veins as she knew they had to act quickly to escape without being noticed.

With calculated precision, Emma had paid off some men to divert the attention of the bodyguards for a few crucial minutes. This would allow Lana and Emma to sneak Sofia out of the building unnoticed, making their escape before anyone could realize what had happened.

Their plan had worked flawlessly, successfully sneaking Sofia out of the wedding venue amidst the chaos of preparations and guests. Emma's heart pounded with both excitement and nervousness as they brought Sofia to their secret location, where they tied her securely to a chair. She couldn't help but revel in the thought of Leonardo's anticipation for his bride, completely unaware of what was unfolding.

Waiting for Sofia to regain consciousness, Emma felt a rush of adrenaline. As Sofia groaned and blinked her eyes open, the room's dim light revealed her confusion and fear, Her gaze settled on Emma, and her eyes flared with anger as she struggled against the ropes that bound her hands and legs.

Emma couldn't help but smirk at Sofia's futile attempts.

"Stop wasting your effort, Sofia. There's no use struggling. You'll only hurt yourself," Emma said dismissively, enjoying the control she had over her captive.

Panicking, Sofia demanded answers. "Why have you brought me here, and why am I tied like this? Today is my wedding, dammit. Leonardo will be waiting for me at the altar."

Lana turned toward Sofia with a cold expression as she spoke with conviction, "You will never get a chance to marry my Leonardo. You don't deserve to be a bride."

Sofia was taken aback, trying to comprehend the reason behind this cruel act. "What do you mean?" she asked, bewildered by the sudden hostility.

Lana, unable to control her rage, lashed out at Sofia, revealing the motive behind their actions.

"I mean, Leonardo and you have to pay for killing my husband, you slut, you bitch," she cursed, delivering a sharp slap to Sofia's face.

Emma winced at Lana's outburst, knowing that her impulsive anger could jeopardize their carefully laid plans. She shot Lana a stern look, motioning for her to step back, and then turned back to Sofia, adopting a more composed demeanor. "Listen, Sofia. I don't want to hurt you," Emma began, her voice surprisingly calm. "But I was hoping you could sign the papers of the Ricci Empire. After that, I will release you, and you can return to your wedding."

Chapter 416 They Are Evil

"But Emma, what about...." Lana's voice quivered with a mix of uncertainty and suspicion, her eyes narrowed as she questioned Emma's true intentions. Deep down, Lana sensed that Emma might not assist her in seeking revenge against Sofia, and that thought troubled her greatly. Her doubt was evident in the way she hesitated before speaking. Emma's face contorted into a scowl as she impatiently looked at Lana. She couldn't afford Lana's impulsive actions jeopardizing her well-laid plans. Emma felt a pang of fear, worried that Lana's impulsiveness might indeed ruin everything she had worked so hard for. "Shut up, Lana, just keep your mouth shut," Emma scolded with a hint of irritation, causing Lana's expression to shift into a frown. She glared at Emma, offended by the harsh reprimand, but Emma simply brushed her off, unwilling to entertain any further distractions. Then came Sofia's quiet yet resolute voice, tinged with sadness and confusion. "Emma, if you wanted the Empire, you could have just asked me. I would have willingly signed the papers. Why did you have to abduct me from my wedding? It was supposed to be my dream day, and you've ruined it," Sofia uttered, her emotions subdued but palpable. Emma's face contorted into a grimace as if trying to hold her ground against Sofia's emotional plea.

"Look, Sofia," Emma's tone grew more assertive, though she suppressed her true desire to lash out in frustration. "I don't have time for more drama. I won't ask you again, just sign the paper and finish all this. You can live peacefully with your husband and baby, and I will be happy to secure the Ricci Empire for my daughter." Emma's words were clear and direct, concealing the burning anger she felt towards Sofia.

Observing Sofia's transformation from the innocent girl she once knew to someone more cunning and clever, Emma couldn't help but feel a twinge of resentment. She loathed having to resort to feigned concern and politeness to manipulate her stepdaughter. Emma longed to release her pent-up frustration through force and intimidation, but she knew it would only push Sofia further away.

Sofia, having endured Emma's torment since her childhood, had developed a resistance to such tactics. Emma recognized that she had to employ a different approach, resorting to playing an emotional card, even though it went against her true nature.

"So tell me, Sofia? Are you going to sign this or not? Because only this will decide you and your baby's fate. Whether you are going to die or not," Emma made her proposition, her voice laced with a chilling determination.

Sofia's head snapped toward Emma, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief. She looked at her stepmother as if she couldn't comprehend the heartless words that had just been spoken. Fear clawed at her, and her voice quivered as she attempted to find the strength to respond.

"No! You can't do this," Sofia's voice quivered with a mix of desperation and defiance, her words ringing out in protest against the cruel fate Emma had presented.

"Don't you dare to shout at me. Otherwise, you will regret doing that again," Emma warned with a cold and threatening tone, her patience finally worn thin. Her eyes glinted with a dangerous intensity, making it clear that she meant every word.

Sofia's voice trembled as she questioned Emma's motives, her tears flowing freely now, each drop laden with a sense of betrayal and confusion. "Why are you doing this, Emma? What have I ever done wrong to you? I have served you my entire life; now, you want me to die when I am out of your life. Why Emma? I know you won't leave me alive even if I sign this paper. I can see your killing spree in your eyes. I just want to know why you hate me so much," Sofia cried, her vulnerability laid bare before Emma. Emma tried to shield herself from the emotional display, her face hardening with disdain for what she perceived as a theatrical performance. She rolled her eyes, dismissing Sofia's tears as insincere and manipulative. To Emma, it was all nonsense, an unnecessary hindrance to her plans.

"I thought of you as a mother figure for me. I followed whatever you told me to do. I thought you were doing that for my good. Why Emma? You broke my trust. You broke Dad's trust. Please, I want to live for my husband and my unborn child. Don't do this," Sofia pleaded with a shattered voice, her heartrending words begging for mercy.

Emma felt a pang of guilt tug at her conscience, but she quickly suppressed it. She couldn't afford to be swayed by sentimentality. She had her own ambitions, her own reasons for taking this path, even if it meant hurting Sofia. Still, she found it hard to face Sofia's plea, as it reminded her of the bond they once shared.

"I will give you everything if you want

to take all my empire and property. But please don't do that. I want to live. After so many years of craving a real family, I will finally have my own family never had any sort of, happiness in my life. I finally got this small happiness for myself. Don't take this away from me. Please!"

Sofia pleaded, tears rolling down her

cheeks.

Emma's fury intensified as Sofia's tears and pleas grated on her nerves. She had little patience for displays of weakness, and Sofia's emotional outpouring only served to infuriate her further. The desire to take drastic action, consequences be damned, flickered in her eyes as she fought to maintain control over the situation.

"Listen, Sofia," Emma's voice grew

colder and more assertive, her eyes piercing into Sofia's soul. "Crying and weeping do not affect me. I am asking you one last time whether you with sign the paper or not, and before replying, you should think about your unborn baby." Emma's tone carried a chilling weight as if she were ready to unleash her wrath at any moment.

The mention of Sofia's unborn child seemed to strike a nerve, and Sofia's tear-stained face contorted with anguish. Emma knew she had touched a sensitive point, and she continued with a calculated manipulation.

"Do you want your unborn baby to

come into this world or not? Do you want him to die in your womb? And without this.baby, Leonardo will also throw yowout of his life because you will be no use to him. So your life will be miserable again. Think carefully before making a decision." Emma presented her proposition, like a predator toying with its prey, using fear and uncertainty as her weapons.

Sofia's mind swirled with conflicting thoughts and emotions, her vulnerability exposed before her tormentor. Emma's frown deepened as she observed Sofia lost in her contemplation. She couldn't shake the worry that Sofia might have caught onto her true motives - that Emma planned to dispose of her once she had signed the paper.

Summoning her strength, Sofia took a deep breath, her voice wavering but determined.

"I am ready to sign, Emma. But please promise me you won't harm my baby or me." Sofia's plea was a desperate attempt to ensure her child's safety in the face of Emma's heartlessness.

Emma, ever the deceiver, nodded and feigned sincerity.

"OK, I will leave you to go after you sign the papers. You need to trust me," she lied through her teeth, concealing her true intentions beneath a mask of false reassurance.

Motioning to Lana, Emma directed her to open Sofia's right hand to prepare for the signing. But just as Lana moved to untie Sofia's hand, the villa door shattered, sending shockwaves through the room. Emma's heart sank as she saw a group of armed men storming into the house.

Chapter 417 Table Has Turned

"Boss, the signal is getting stronger and coming from that house," Mark said, his voice tense with urgency, as he pointed toward a big house at the end of the lane. Leonardo wasted no time and hurried with his army to reach the house, his heart pounding loudly in his chest. Every second felt like an eternity as he dashed toward the entrance, driven by the need to find Sofia and ensure her safety. As they approached the house, Leonardo's instincts went into overdrive. The eerie silence sent shivers down his spine, and a sense of foreboding washed over him. Danger lurked within those walls, and he braced himself for the unknown.

Gesturing to his men, Leonardo signaled for them to proceed with caution, not making a sound as they searched for any possible entrance. However, their efforts proved fruitless, as every opening was sealed shut, leaving them no choice but to break down the door forcefully.

Mark heeded Leonardo's signal, forcefully breaking the door, and the team swiftly entered, their eyes scanning the scene that unfolded before them. A surge of anger pulsed through Leonardo's veins as he saw Emma standing menacingly beside Sofia, who was bound to a chair, her helplessness evident. The sight of Lana by Emma's side fueled his fury, realizing the betrayal that had taken place against him and his pregnant wife.

His heart clenched at the thought of Sofia suffering due to their treacherous plans. Determination mixed with rage, and Leonardo's focus was solely on safeguarding Sofia and bringing those responsible to justice.

Emma's actions escalated the already perilous situation. She retrieved a gun from her bag and aimed it at Sofia's head, her malevolence on full display. Panic surged in Leonardo's heart, and he couldn't let his emotions get the best of him.

"WAIT! Don't do anything stupid," Leonardo's urgent plea filled the room, his voice laced with desperation. He couldn't bear to see any harm come to Sofia, the woman he loved with all his heart.

"Don't dare to come near. Otherwise, I will shoot her," Emma's chilling threat rang out, the malice in her words clear as day.

Despite his fear, Leonardo managed to stay composed. He motioned to his men, instructing them to take a step back and lower their weapons, hoping to buy some time and keep the situation from escalating further.

"What do you want, Emma? I am here to fulfill your every demand. Just leave her. I am ready to do anything in return," he offered, willing to make any sacrifice to secure Sofia's safety.

But Emma's response was callous and devoid of trust. "I don't trust you, Leonardo, and I know how heartless a Mafia King can be. I will not leave Sofia because I want to be alive; she is my confirmed token to live," she sneered shamelessly, her laughter a twisted display of her cold-hearted nature.

Leonardo's heart swelled with disgust at the sight of Emma's heartless demeanor. The mere thought that a mother, even a stepmother, could plot such a demonic act filled him with revulsion. Despite his fear for Sofia's safety, he knew he had to keep his voice calm and composed to distract Emma from carrying out her deadly intentions.

"No, I can assure you that nobody will harm you. I will protect you myself. Just leave Sofia. Please, she is pregnant. I will give you everything and make sure that you will leave this place safely. Believe me. I am giving you my word," Leonardo tried to reason with Emma, attempting to appeal to her rational side.

His fear was palpable as Emma held the gun at Sofia's head. The stakes were incredibly high, and any wrong move on his part could prove fatal. He knew all too well the depths of cruelty a woman like Emma was capable of, and he had to tread carefully. Leonardo's eyes shifted briefly to Lana, and he hoped his message would resonate with her. He needed her to understand that he genuinely cared for Sofia and their unborn child. Despite his position as a feared Mafia King, he was willing to uphold his word and ensure their safety.

"Lana, please tell her I am not as

heartless as she thought of me. I love my wife and baby. I will do anything as you say. But my men are cruel. They will not leave you, and if you harm Sofia, they will kill you. But if you listen to me, I assure

you no one will harm you. Eveure

knows how much I am a man of my own word. My commitment matters. If I promised to leave you both, I would do that in any condition. Tell her to leave Sofia," Leonardo played his trump card, hoping Lana would understand the gravity of the situation.

Lana looked torn for a moment, her nerves evident as she weighed the consequences of her actions. The power dynamics had shifted, and Leonardo's plan began to work as he saw a glimmer of doubt in Emma's eyes.

"Emma, let's leave Sofia. I am scared for my life. Leonardo is saying he will not do anything and will let us go. Leave all this, and let's get out of here," Lana urged, attempting to convince her partner-in-crime that escaping with their lives intact was the best option. "Shut up, you fool. Just shut your mouth up. If you can't think with your fucking brain, then better seal your mouth and let me handle this," Emma snapped, her teeth gritted in frustration and anger. Her composure was slipping, and she couldn't stand Lana's interference any longer. Leonardo had underestimated Emma. As he observed her cunning and intelligence, he couldn't fathom the depths of her cruelty. He struggled to comprehend how someone could be so heartless towards a girl who had once been a daughter figure to her.

"Lana is right, Emma. If I give you my word, I won't back out. You have to trust me. And... if you think you can get out of here by harming my wife, you won't imagine your fate," Leonardo spoke again, blending assurance with a subtle threat, hoping to appeal to Emma's self-preservation instincts.

Emma, however, seemed undeterred

by Leonardo's words, pressing the gun harder against Sofia's head, causing Sofia to shriek in terror. Leonardo's heart skipped a beat, fear gripping him, knowing that Emma was unpredictable and capable of anything. He vowed to protect Sofia at any cost but had to act cautiously to avoid escalating the situation further.

Just as Leonardo's mind raced for another plan, a voice interrupted the tense standoff. "Emma! What are you doing? Why are you holding a gun at Sofia's head?" Carlo's voice rang out from the doorway, his presence both surprising and potentially game-changing. As Carlo approached, Leonardo felt a mix of relief and apprehension. With the whole family present, he hoped that Carlo's influence could diffuse the volatile situation. But at the same time, he worried about where Carlo's loyalty would lie - with his wife or with Sofia, his daughter.

Emma's eyes widened in shock and panic at the sight of her husband catching her in the act. Her facade crumbled, and she struggled to come up with a convincing response.

"Carlo, what are you doing here? Why did you come?" Emma screamed, attempting to divert attention from her sinister intentions.

Carlo, however, wasn't fooled. He

confronted Emma with the weight of

betrayal in his voice. "And tell me

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why you are pressing a gun on Sofia's head and why you kidnapped her? You know that she is my daughter. I can't believe you can stoop so low. What do you want, Emma? Now you have made me believe that you never loved me. Otherwise, you never thought of doing this with Sofia. You know she is my daughter, my blood," Carlo snapped, his disappointment and anger evident in every word.

Chapter 418 Consequences

"Carlo, just get out of this matter. I will explain everything to you when I come home. At this time, you just go away from here. Let me handle this," Emma pleaded, her panic evident in her voice. Leonardo couldn't help but notice the sudden change in her demeanor - the same woman who had threatened them moments ago now seemed terrified.

"No, Emma, we have to solve this right now. Just leave Sofia. We will talk about it and put the gun down. Where the hell did you get this gun?" Carlo's voice carried a mix of concern and frustration as he confronted his wife.

Leonardo realized that Emma must have stolen Carlo's gun. The revelation further cemented his belief in the depths of her evil nature. He couldn't comprehend how someone could be so selfish and heartless, not even sparing a thought for her husband's feelings or safety. "Don't give me your lecture, Carlo. I am not in the mood to listen to any of your nonsense. I know that Sofia is your daughter from Maria, and I hate her for that. You also hate her, remember? I really wanted her to die just like her mother. They don't deserve to live in this world. These fucking bitches who always wanted to have a rich husband. First, her mother, Maria, trapped you for your wealth, and now Sofia has trapped Leonardo," Emma spewed venomous words, revealing the depth of her hatred.

Her accusations about Sofia and Maria were baseless and unfounded, driven by her own insecurities and jealousy. Leonardo felt a surge of anger at her audacity to speak ill of his wife and her deceased mother. Emma's words were nothing but poison spewing from a heart consumed by darkness.

"What the hell are you saying, Emma? Are you out of your mind? Neither Maria nor Sofia did anything. They were also victims of contract marriage. But unlike my marriage, Leonardo and Sofia found their love and deserve to be together. Don't be stupid, Emma. Leave Sofia alone. And Leonardo, please forgive my wife for her sin. Please, one last time, forgive her," Carlo implored both Emma and Leonardo, trying to reason with them.

Leonardo remained silent but nodded emotionlessly, his emotions still simmering beneath the surface.

"Emma, put the gun down and come. We will take you home. You need help. You are sick. Come, give me your gun," Carlo pleaded, his voice filled with concern and empathy. He hoped to reach the vulnerable part of Emma that was still buried beneath her rage and darkness.

Leonardo watched closely, his heart pounding, hoping that Carlo's words would break through to Emma.

'Emma, just leave my wife, and I will make you pay for your sins. Don't worry,' Leonardo resolved in his mind, willing Emma to make the right choice.

"OK, I will leave her, but before that, I want her to sign on the papers of the Ricci Empire that she is transferring everything to my daughter Kat's name," Emma stated in her evil, manipulative voice. Leonardo's heart sank at her demand, but he nodded immediately, his priority being Sofia's safety above all else.

"Yes, she will sign. Sofia, please sign the papers. Give her the papers, and Lana, please untie her hands so she can sign," Leonardo instructed, trying to maintain a facade of compliance while he strategized in his mind.

Sofia's eyes met Leonardo's. The trust and understanding passed silently between them. Their connection was deep, and he knew he had to act swiftly to protect her. As Lana untied Sofia's hands, Leonardo knew he had to seize the moment.

As soon as Sofia had the papers in her hands and lowered her head to sign them, Leonardo acted decisively. He shot a bullet at Emma's hand, causing her to drop the gun she held. It was a risky move, but he hoped it would create a distraction.

"NO," Carlo's voice echoed in the room, filled with shock and alarm at the sudden turn of events. Before anyone could react, Domenico acted swiftly, firing a shot at Emma's heart, ending her life.

Sofia's heart pounded in her chest as the gunshots reverberated in the room, temporarily deafening her. With her senses heightened, she looked up to see Leonardo and Domenico standing before her, their guns drawn. Her gaze then fell on Emma, who lay lifeless on the floor, blood seeping from her chest. The shock of the sudden turn of events left Sofia speechless.

Emma was dead - it happened so fast, yet the weight of her malevolence seemed to dissipate instantly. The danger she posed had been eliminated, but the aftermath left an air of disbelief in the room. Carlo's anguished cry echoed through the space as he rushed to Emma's side.

"Emma!" Carlo's voice quivered as he knelt beside her lifeless body, cradling her in his arms, his tears streaming down his cheeks. Sofia had never seen her father show such raw emotion, and conflicting feelings surged within her. Despite Emma's cruelty, witnessing her father mourn for the woman who had wanted to kill her stirred empathy within Sofia.

For the first time, Sofia felt hatred towards Emma for attempting to harm her and her unborn child. She knew that Emma had despised her

and treated her poorly throughoute

her life, tarnishing Sofia's

and perception in her

father's eyes. However, Sofia had never fathomed the depths of

Emma's malevolence, that she could harbor such hatred towards an innocent life.

Leonardo quickly came to untie Sofia.

"Are you alright, angel?" Leonardo's voice quivered with concern and panic as he searched Sofia's body, his eyes filled with worry. He pulled her into a tight embrace, holding close to his chest, offering her the warmth and security she desperately needed. Sofia's head rested against his heart, finding some comfort in the rhythmic beating that reassured her she was safe now. Tears streamed down her cheeks, evidence of the trauma she had endured.

Still trembling with fear, Sofia was grateful for Leonardo's protective embrace, but the experience had left her deeply shaken. Her mind couldn't shake off the image of Emma pointing the gun at her and the threat it posed to her unborn child. Hatred swelled within her for the woman who had plotted her demise and the life growing inside her.

"Lana!" Leonardo's voice thundered, and Sofia's head snapped up, meeting his bloodshot eyes. The anger and rage in his gaze were palpable, and she had never seen him like this before. Sofia's heart ached for the man she loved, knowing the extent of betrayal he must be feeling.

"You dare to kidnap my wife. Did you forget who I am? Do you not want to live anymore and go to hell to meet your husband?" Leonardo's voice turned deadly cold, his fury radiating off him like a storm.

Sofia's eyes widened as she listened to Leonardo's threatening words to Lana. The woman who had been by Emma's side had also played a role in this treacherous act, and her plea for forgiveness now sounded hollow. Sofia knew that Lana was just as wicked as Emma, and her deceitful words held no truth.

"Leonardo... please... Forgive me... Emma brainwashed me... Otherwise, I would never have gone against you," Lana pleaded, her desperation apparent. But Sofia knew it was nothing but a feeble attempt to save herself. Lana had willingly chosen this path, and her loyalty to Emma was evident throughout their actions.

"It isn't so difficult to get into your small brain that what would be the consequence of your karma? You would have lived more despite you helping your husband to kidnap my wife last time. But by helping Emma to harm my pregnant wife, you earned my hatred for you, and now you'll also be paying for your sins," Leonardo's cold and dangerous tone pierced the air, sending a shiver down Sofia's spine. His words were sharp and filled with a chilling resolve, leaving no doubt about his intentions.

"P...please forgive me... I w...won't do anything like this... I... I swear I will go very far away from you and your life... I will never come b... back. Please forgive me," Lana pleaded, her voice quivering with fear and desperation. Her attempts to gain forgiveness seemed futile in the face of Leonardo's wrath.

But Leonardo remained stoic, his expressionless face revealing nothing of his emotions. As he turned to Domenico, he issued a grave instruction, fully aware of the weight of his decision. "You better know what to do with my enemies. Lana has committed the deepest sin as she wanted to kill my unborn child and wife."

Domenico nodded solemnly, his anger palpable as he gritted his teeth. Justice demanded retribution for Lana's wicked deeds, and he was ready to carry out Leonardo's orders. With a gesture, his men surrounded Lana, holding her firmly on both sides and began to drag her away.

Lana's cries for forgiveness filled the room, her pleas desperate and remorseful. She begged Leonardo to spare her, promising never to repeat her misdeeds and vowing to disappear from his life forever. But Leonardo remained unmoved by her words, resolute in his decision.

"Please forgive me... Just one last time... I won't do that again... I will go away... and... won't come back.. Please don't do this to me... Leave me, please...." Lana's cries continued, but they fell on deaf ears as her fate was sealed. Her punishment for her treacherous actions was set in motion, and there was no turning back.

As the men dragged Lana away, her cries gradually faded into the distance, leaving behind a heavy silence in the room.

Chapter 419 Haunting Past

Sofia's heart ached, her emotions conflicting as she fought against feeling anything for the people who had never cared for her. But family ties ran deep, and despite her best efforts, she couldn't deny the pain she saw in her father's eyes. Carlo cried inconsolably, clutching Emma's lifeless body tightly against him. Tears streamed down his face, his cheeks glistening with sorrow, and his body trembled as he silently wept.

Sofia turned her teary eyes towards Leonardo, seeking support and understanding. He gently unwrapped his arm from around her, gesturing for her to go to her father. Slowly, she approached Carlo, her heart heavy with the weight of the situation. She had never been in a position to comfort anyone before, let alone her own father. This tragedy was partly due to her own past, and she felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.

With trembling hands, she placed one on her father's shoulder. Carlo turned his head towards her, his eyes red and filled with tears.

"Dad," Sofia whispered softly, kneeling beside him. The pain in his eyes was palpable, and her heart ached even more.

Carlo couldn't hold back his emotions any longer and hugged Sofia tightly, his tears soaking her shoulder.

"I am sorry, Sofia. Sorry that because of Emma, you have to suffer so much. I saw her end coming close when she kidnapped you. I will never forgive her for trying to harm you. But I can't help but feel pain and sorrow over her death," Carlo's words were filled with regret, remorse, and a sense of protectiveness toward his daughter.

"I know, Dad. I know. You don't need to explain yourself; just let the pain out of your body and heart with those tears." Sofia's voice was gentle as she rubbed Carlo's back, offering him comfort and understanding.

Leonardo, standing by Sofia's side, observed the scene with a mix of sympathy and admiration for Sofia's strength. He knew that she was bearing the weight of this tragedy, and he respected her for being there for her father despite the painful history between them.

Leonardo's men brought in a stretcher to carry Emma's lifeless body, a somber reminder of the loss they all now faced.

"Dad, we need to go," Sofia gently urged, hoping that he would agree. Carlo nodded, silently acknowledging her request.

At Leonardo's direction, Bella was summoned to bring a plain black dress for Sofia. Understanding the need for privacy and dignity, Leonardo took Sofia to a nearby hotel and booked a room for her to change out of her wedding gown before attending the funeral. Everyone was informed, and the news of Emma's demise had spread. When they arrived at Ricci's family graveyard, Kat was already there. She ran towards Carlo, tears streaming down her face, and embraced him tightly.

"Dad, what happened? Who did this? How could my mum be dead? I still couldn't believe it," Kat's voice quivered with grief as she sought answers from her father.

"Kat, I warned you that what Emma had committed was unforgiven. She had to pay for her misdeeds, and her sins have been paid off. I don't blame anyone because it was completely her mistake to underestimate this situation. She couldn't commit a sin and escape, not every time," Carlo's voice was filled with a mix of pain, regret, and a sense of acceptance.

Sofia stood there, witnessing the raw authenticity in her father's words

The somber atmosphere hung heavy in the air as Emma's lifeless body was laid to rest six feet under the ground. Sofia stood by her father's side throughout the funeral, offering her silent support as they said their final goodbyes to the woman who had been a complex figure in their lives.

After the funeral concluded and people began to disperse, Carlo approached Sofia with a heavy heart. His eyes were filled with remorse and regret as he addressed his daughter.

"Sofia, now I realize I was very unfair towards you throughout your childhood. I regret that. Sofia, please forgive me. I know I don't deserve this, but please forgive me," Carlo's voice trembled with emotion as he bared his soul, seeking forgiveness for the neglect and pain he had caused his own daughter.

His gaze turned upward, and with profound sadness, he addressed the heavens, speaking to his late wife, Lucia. "Lucia, please forgive me. Only your forgiveness can bring me some peace."

Feeling the weight of her father's guilt and sorrow, Sofia gently rubbed his shoulder, trying to offer him some comfort. Her heart ached for the man before her, who had carried so much pain and regret for years.

"Dad, Mum has forgiven you a long time back, and I also. Please, you have to forgive yourself. That will only give you peace and strength to start your life again," Sofia spoke with a calm but melancholic voice. Tears welled up in her eyes once more, reflecting the deep love she held for her parents despite all the hardships she had endured.

With genuine compassion, she pulled her father into a warm embrace, holding him tightly. In that tender moment, she hoped to convey her forgiveness and understanding, allowing Carlo to release the burden of his past mistakes and find solace in the present.

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Sofia's dream wedding had been

marred by the cruel actions of Emma and Lana, but amidst the unfortunate circumstances, they managed to reschedule the

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ceremony for a week later. Despite the setbacks, Sofia was now standing on the cusp of her special day, eager and hopeful for a new beginning. Leonardo, who had been more alert and conscious this time, shared her enthusiasm, desperate to make everything right and perfect for their long-awaited union.

Her wedding gown, a symbol of love and hope, had been recreated, and this time, they opted for a small ceremony with only close friends and family in attendance. The intimate gathering felt right, surrounded by those who truly cared for Sofia and Leonardo's happiness. Amidst the preparations and excitement, Sofia never forgot her father, Carlo, who had been slowly recovering from the immense sorrow and trauma he had endured. She knew the pain he carried, and she made it a point to spend time with him, assuring him that he was not alone in his grief. She had seen how much he had loved Emma, and despite everything, she empathized with his conflicted emotions.

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Love was often a complex emotion, sometimes drawing people towards those destined to cause them pain. Whenever Sofia caught her father crying silently, hidden away in a corner, her heart ached in sympathy. She understood that he would eventually come to terms with the situation, but the process was painful to witness. There were moments when he expressed his hatred for Emma, but Sofia couldn't help but wonder if his love for that woman, despite her evil deeds, caused even more tears to fall.

However, she wanted her father to heal and find peace, as she desperately wanted him to walk her down the aisle. Through her unwavering support, she slowly saw his smiles return, at least for his daughter's sake, as they navigated their way through the difficult emotions together. Finally, the long-awaited day had arrived. Sofia stood, filled with anticipation and excitement, ready to walk towards her groom, who eagerly awaited her at the altar.

As the moment approached, Carlo, wearing a beaming smile, turned to Sofia, asking the question that held so much meaning.

"Are you ready?" he inquired, his eyes filled with love and pride.

Sofia smiled back, her heart fluttering with excitement and nerves, and she nodded, feeling a rush of emotions swirling inside her.

This was her second time getting married to the same person, but it felt like an entirely different experience from her first wedding. The atmosphere was filled with joy and genuine happiness. Her father, Carlo, stood before her, smiling genuinely, which warmed her heart. This time, she was truly happy as a bride-to-be, deeply in love with her groom.

Leonardo eagerly awaited her, and the sight of him filled her with a sense of reassurance and love. Gone was the scowl that had once marked their interactions, replaced by a broad grin and eyes filled with affection solely for her. Sofia knew in her heart that this time was different; their love had transformed and grown, and this marriage was a testament to their commitment to each other.

Sofia had taken charge of all the decorations and arrangements, ensuring that everything happened just the way she envisioned. Leonardo wholeheartedly supported her choices, wanting her to have the wedding of her dreams. The venue was adorned with white lilies, perfectly arranged to create an enchanting ambiance. Instead of the usual red carpet, Sofia opted for a golden carpet, adding a touch of elegance to the event.

Nervousness still gripped Sofia despite her careful planning. She couldn't help but remember the trials of her previous wedding. Though this time, she prayed fervently for everything to go smoothly without any mishappenings.

Leonardo's mother, Anna, sensing Sofia's apprehension, came to her side, offering reassurance and comfort.

"Everything is going to be perfect. Okay?" Anna's words were like a balm to Sofia's anxious heart. She nodded, grateful for the support, and smiled at Anna's comforting presence.

In Anna's hands, Sofia held a beautiful flower bouquet, a symbol of love and new beginnings. With delicate care, Anna fixed the veil around Sofia's face, creating an ethereal aura around the blushing bride.

Carlo, still grinning, extended his

hand, and Sofia gently wrapped her

fingers around his elbow, seeking the familiar touch and security he provided. The moment had arrived The doors to the wedding hall were pushed open, and Sofia took a deep breath, trying to calm her nerves. The enchanting music began to play, and with each step down the aisle, she felt a mix of excitement, joy, and love, ready to embrace the new chapter in her life with Leonardo by her side.

Chapter 420 Love You To Infinity

Amidst the awe-inspiring surroundings, Sofia's eyes instantly locked on Leonardo, her soon-to-be husband. He stood tall, exuding confidence and elegance in his black three-piece suit. Her heart skipped a beat as she took in his striking appearance. Her mind playfully wandered into a realm of desire, appreciating every inch of his perfectly sculpted frame. "Get a grip, girl," she scolded herself internally, blushing at her perverted thoughts about her future husband. This was her wedding day, after all.

As Sofia walked towards the stage, her eyes remained fixated on Leonardo, unable to tear her gaze away. He was the center of her universe, and today, he would become her partner for eternity. Her father, Carlo, let go of her hand when Leonardo extended his, gracefully asking for hers. Her heart swelled with joy as she slipped her hand into his, feeling the warmth of his touch, comforting and reassuring.

Leonardo guided her up the small step to the platform where he stood, and she felt a rush of emotions. He leaned in, placing a soft kiss on her cheek, sending shivers of delight down her spine. His breath tickled her ear as he whispered, "You look absolutely stunning, baby girl."

Sofia blushed, feeling adored and cherished by the man she loved.

His eyes wandered over her, taking in every detail of her appearance with admiration. They paused on her slightly protruding belly, and Sofia's heart filled with pride and anticipation. She knew they were about to start a new chapter of their lives, one that would include not only the love they shared but also the joy of welcoming a child together.

The wedding officiant began the ceremony, but Sofia's focus remained on Leonardo, who held her hand firmly, grounding her in the present moment. With him by her side, she felt an overwhelming sense of security and happiness. The thought of spending her life with this man brought tears of joy to her eyes.

As the ceremony unfolded, Sofia's heart overflowed with love and emotions. She looked at her belly, her smile bright and content, knowing that this little bundle of joy growing within her would only add to their happiness. Sofia knew in her heart that this was her happily ever after.

The atmosphere was charged with anticipation as the officiant's voice rang out, asking the pivotal question that would bind Sofia and Leonardo together for life. "Do you, Sofia Ricci, take Leonardo Morelli to be your lawful husband?" Sofia's gaze locked onto Leonardo's, her heart pounding in her chest.

"I do," she said with conviction, a smile of joy spreading across her face. In that moment, it felt like time stood still, and all that mattered was the love they shared.

The officiant then turned towards Leonardo, "Do you, Leonardo Morelli, take Sofia Ricci to be your lawful wife?" His response was swift and unwavering, "I do." His eyes were filled with love and determination, confident in his decision to spend forever with Sofia. With a sense of unity, they exchanged rings, their eyes never leaving each other's, each vow sealing their commitment to a lifetime of love and partnership.

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may kiss your bride," declared the officiant, and the room erupted into applause and cheers..

Leonardo wrapped his arm around Sofia's waist and pulled her closer, caressing the nape of her neck with one hand. He tilted her face for better access. Their lips met in a slow, gentle, and passionate embrace.

She threw her hand around his nape, pulling him closer, her fingers entangled in the back of his hair on his nape. His tongue entered her mouth, coaxing hers. The kiss went on longer than it usually should. When they finally pulled away, they were panting and breathless. She looked into his eyes, and they turned dark with desire as he pressed her against his bulge. God! He was so turned on, and seeing him all hard for her made her panties dripping wet.

Amidst the celebration and well-wishes from their family and friends, Sofia and Leonardo moved to the reception hall, a grand ballroom filled with elegantly decorated tables and twinkling lights. It was time for their first dance as husband and wife.

As the couple stepped onto the dance floor, Sofia felt all eyes on them, and the weight of everyone's gaze made her heart race with anxiety. Leonardo, ever perceptive, sensed her nervousness and responded with a gentle touch, wrapping his arm around her waist and holding her hand securely.

"Relax, baby girl," he whispered into her ear, his voice a soothing melody that immediately calmed her nerves as if he had a special power to understand her emotions.

Though they had practiced their couple dance, Sofia couldn't shake off the feeling of being stressed about making it perfect. Her whispered confession revealed her inner doubts, and she nervously glanced around the crowded hall.

Leonardo, aware of her unease, trailed his fingers down her spine in a seductive caress, eliciting a soft sigh of relief from her. She instinctively wrapped her free hand around his neck, seeking comfort and reassurance in his embrace.

"We don't need to make it perfect," he reassured her with love in his eyes, captivating her with his gaze., "Because you are here with me is perfect Everything is perfect, and my life is complete with you. I only need you to make my world perfect, baby girl. And your smile is my sunshine, making me believe I deserve happiness."

His heartfelt words melted her worries away, and she felt herself relaxing in his arms, her body swaying and dancing in harmony with the rhythm of the music.

"You dance better than me," he teased her, smiling warmly at her.

"You made me learn," she playfully admitted, grateful for his patient guidance that had made her a better dancer.

He couldn't resist pushing her boundaries a little, his mischievous side peeking through. "Care to show me what else you have learned from me?" he asked, a hint of naughtiness in his eyes as he bit his lips, trying to hide his playful grin. Sofia rolled her eyes at his shameless behavior. "You're so shameless. We are in public, and you do speak your dirty thoughts loudly," she playfully poked his chest with her finger.

Undeterred, Leonardo held her hand affectionately and replied, "Flirting with my wife is not a crime. If it is, I am ready for the penalty."

His impatience always amused her. "Have some patience, hubby. I will show you what I have learned so far. I am a good student, you know," she smirked, teasing him back with a sense of confidence and playfulness,

As Leonardo's eyes locked with

Sofia's, a flicker of intensity passed

through him, darkening his gaze a shade more. Slowly, his hand traced a path over her back, sending shivers down her spine, until he firmly rested it on her bottom, pulling her closer to him. Sofia's heart pounded in her chest, feeling the heat radiating from his body against hers. Their bodies pressed together, and she could feel his arousal, making her blush with a mix of excitement and nervousness.

"You will be the death of me, baby girl," Leonardo breathed, his voice a husky whisper. "Look what your dirty sweet tongue has done to me." He gently made her grind against his swollen manhood, and she felt the undeniable evidence of his arousal. God! He was rock- hard, and the knowledge sent a thrill through her.

"You are a bad girl, and you know your punishment," he continued, his tone dangerous but laced with desire. "I will make you pay for making me painfully hard in a crowded hall where I couldn't do anything." His words sent a delicious shiver down her spine, knowing that he was entirely in control.

His gaze never leaving hers, he

leaned forward and whispered against her lips, "Do you know how badly I want to fuck you right here? The intensity of his desire was evident, and Sofia's heart raced in response to the electric connection between them. Without hesitation, he kissed her deeply and

passionately, igniting a fire within her.

As Leonardo pulled away, Sofia gasped, her chest rising and falling with each breath. "Honey, wait for some time. I will make it up to you," she managed to say, her voice filled with a mix of longing and restraint.

"I couldn't wait to take you home and make love to you," he whispered near her ear, his warm breath sending tingles down her spine. He lightly bit her earlobe, causing her to close her eyes in ecstasy. "Domenico had booked a suite for our wedding night as his gift for us," he revealed, a hint of mischief in his tone.

Sofia frowned slightly, feeling a mixture of surprise and amusement.

"We don't need that," she said, her love for him evident in her eyes.

He chuckled softly, his hand caressing her cheek tenderly.

"I know," he said, a playful smirk dancing on his lips. "But I am curious to see what he has arranged for us." Sofia couldn't help but smile at his excitement.

She knew that she wouldn't get any sleep for the whole night.