The Mafia’s Substitute Bride

Sofia found herself standing alone in the vast expanse of the mansion. She surveyed her surroundings, contemplating the idea of embarking on a tour to acquaint herself with this opulent place. Determined to explore, she sought the company of a nearby maid and kindly asked for her assistance.

Together, they ascended the grand staircase, reaching the second floor. Sofia’s eyes widened as she beheld a multitude of rooms sprawling before her. The first room they encountered was a lavish movie theater, complete with plush seating and a state-of-the-art audiovisual setup. Sofia imagined herself indulging in cinematic delights in the comfort of this luxurious space.

As they ventured further, they entered a gaming room adorned with an array of high-tech consoles and adorned walls lined with shelves stacked full of games. Sofia could practically hear the laughter and friendly competition that had once filled this room. The atmosphere was undoubtedly one of camaraderie and enjoyment.

Adjacent to the gaming room was a well-equipped gym, furnished with top-of-the-line exercise equipment and mirrors that reflected the determination of those who had once utilized this space. Sofia felt a surge of motivation course through her veins, envisioning herself engaging in rigorous workouts to maintain her strength and resilience.

While Sofia’s room and Leonardo’s were situated on the first floor, there were three other rooms nearby. Their purposes remained a mystery, piquing Sofia’s curiosity. She made a mental note to explore them at a later time, perhaps when Leonardo was present to shed light on their enigmatic contents.Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

Descending the staircase, Sofia found herself on the ground floor, where the heart of the mansion resided. To the left, a vast kitchen stood, exuding the aroma of delectable meals that were surely prepared within its well-stocked cabinets and gleaming appliances. Adjacent to the kitchen, a spacious dining hall awaited, beckoning Sofia to imagine hosting grand feasts for friends and associates.

On the opposite side of the ground floor, a sprawling living area awaited, replete with plush couches and tastefully arranged furniture. It seemed like the perfect space for gatherings and relaxation, where Sofia envisioned sharing laughter and intimate conversations with her newfound family.

However, there was one area that held an air of mystery-Leonardo’s study, tucked away in the corner near the stairs. The maid warned Sofia that no one was permitted to enter without Leonardo’s explicit permission. Sofia’s curiosity battled with a sense of trepidation. She knew that barging into his study uninvited would surely incur his wrath. Resolving not to overstep her boundaries, she decided it would be wiser to wait for Leonardo’s return and respectfully request access to his private sanctuary.

After a hearty lunch, Sofia found herself lying on the plush bed, absentmindedly flipping through the myriad of TV channels. With nothing engaging her attention, boredom began to creep into her thoughts. Just as she was sinking deeper into the ennui, a resounding knock echoed from the door, jolting her from her languid state. Curiosity piqued, Sofia rose from the bed and approached the entrance, turning the handle to reveal Mark standing there.

“Ma’am, the Boss has sent this phone and laptop to you. They are already configured and ready for use,” Mark informed, his voice tinged with a sense of deference. He extended his hand, presenting Sofia with an exquisite smartphone and the latest state-of-the-art laptop, both replete with luxurious features.

As if on cue, the phone she held in her hand suddenly began to ring, its vibrant display illuminating with the name and image of Leonardo. Sofia swiftly swiped the answer button, eagerly awaiting his voice to fill the airwaves.

“How are you doing, love? Do you miss me?” Leonardo’s warm chuckle reverberated through the speakers, flooding Sofia’s senses. She rolled her eyes playfully, realizing that he couldn’t witness her reaction.

In response, Sofia hesitated before speaking, her voice laced with uncertainty. “You really didn’t have to do this. I… ummm… I don’t need a phone or laptop. I’m perfectly fine without them,” she confessed, unaccustomed to such extravagant gifts.

“Love, this isn’t just for you. It’s for me as well,” Leonardo clarified, his deep, commanding voice resonating through the device. “This way, I can reach out to you whenever I desire. Besides, if boredom ever dares to find you, feel free to call me anytime. I’m here for you.”

“One more thing, angel,” Leonardo began, his voice laced with a hint of anticipation. “My parents have graciously invited us to a family dinner. It’s a special occasion organized just for us, and they’re eager for you to meet the rest of the family. So, be ready by seven. I’ll send Mark to escort you to Morelli’s mansion. I’ll join you directly from the office.”

The weight of Leonardo’s words settled on Sofia, filling her with unease. Meeting new people was not something she was accustomed to, and the thought of meeting Leonardo’s family only heightened her anxiety. How would they receive her? Would they accept her presence? These questions churned in her mind, but she knew she had no choice but to attend the dinner. After all, it was an event specifically arranged for the newly wedded couple.

As silence hung between them, Leonardo’s voice echoed through the speaker, laced with concern. “What happened, baby girl? Tell me.”

With a mixture of apprehension and vulnerability, Sofia finally responded, her words stumbling over her nerves. “Nothing, I’m just… nervous.”

Leonardo’s voice softened, overflowing with reassurance. “Oh, love, there’s no need to be. Don’t worry. You’ll be fine. No one will dare to trouble you there, and I’ll ensure your safety. Besides, I’ll be right by your side. I promise.”

Sofia found solace in his words, his conviction providing a newfound sense of strength. Gathering her resolve, she spoke, her tone unexpectedly firm. “Okay, I’ll be ready. But please, come on time. Don’t make me wait.” It was the first time she had ever used such a threatening tone with anyone. Normally timid and fearful, Leonardo had empowered her, and she felt a spark of authority within her. A soft chuckle escaped him.

“I will, I promise,” Leonardo replied, his promises now laced with tenderness.

Sofia anxiously watched the clock, her anticipation mounting as the minutes ticked by. At precisely 7 o’clock in the evening, she emerged from her room, adorned in a sleeveless, form-fitting gown that showcased her every curve. The elegant blue fabric cascaded down to her ankles, flaring out in a mesmerizing display.

Her dark blonde hair cascaded freely around her shoulders, framing her radiant face, which she had adorned with a touch of carefully applied makeup. Sofia’s excitement grew as she realized that, unlike her initial visit, she now had unrestricted access to Leonardo’s collection of beauty products. Every cosmetic item had been meticulously utilized to enhance her natural beauty.

Completing her ensemble, she slipped into a pair of nude heels, adding a touch of sophistication to her appearance. Fully prepared to attend Morelli’s family dinner, she descended the staircase, her graceful steps echoing through the grand hall. Waiting for her at the bottom was Mark greeted Sofia.

Leading her toward the waiting vehicles in the parking lot, he ensured her safety by surrounding her with the vigilant bodyguard team. They formed a protective circle around her, their presence a constant reminder of the dangers lurking in the shadows.

As Sofia emerged from the grand entrance of the house, her every move was shadowed by the loyal security detail. They maintained a watchful eye until she safely entered the sleek black car that awaited her. Mark gallantly opened the door to the back seat, inviting Sofia to step inside. Once she settled herself, Mark closed the door with a soft thud and took his place in the passenger seat.

Other bodyguards followed Sofia in a separate car as they made their way through the bustling city streets. The black sedan weaved through traffic, the tension palpable in the air. Sofia’s fingers drummed nervously on her knee as she glanced at her watch, her heart pounding in her chest.

“Has Leonardo left the office? When will he arrive?” Sofia asked Mark, her voice tinged with anxiety.

She had tried to reach Leonardo, but her calls had gone unanswered, leaving her slightly annoyed. After all, he had promised to be there on time.

“Ma’am, the boss is tied up in an urgent meeting,” Mark replied, his eyes focused on the road ahead. “As soon as he finishes, he’ll leave the office. In the meantime, I’ll be accompanying you. Don’t worry, ma’am. The boss has briefed me on everything.” His words were meant to reassure her, but they only seemed to amplify her unease.

Now, Sofia’s anxiety grew more intense. The city lights blurred outside the car windows as they sped toward their destination. Sofia’s mind raced with questions and uncertainties, her thoughts intertwining with the looming presence of the Morelli family.

How would she survive in Morelli’s imposing mansion, surrounded by countless members of the notorious Morelli family, without Leonardo by her side? She felt a hitch in her breath as the weight of the situation settled upon her.

She had come to rely on Leonardo Morelli more than anything else in the world. It troubled her deeply-what was happening to her? Why did she feel so safe and protected whenever he was near?