The Mafia’s Substitute Bride

The room fell silent as the man leaned forward, his expression grave and determined. “I’m willing to offer you a substantial thirty percent of the share,” he said, his voice laced with seriousness. “All you need to do is help me achieve my goal. I want you to lead Sofia into my carefully crafted death trap.”

Emma’s eyes narrowed as she processed the man’s request. The nonchalance in her voice belied the turmoil within. “Are you serious?” she scoffed, her tone tinged with boredom. “Eliminating a mere girl like Sofia should be child’s play for a powerful Mafia figure like you.”

The man’s gaze remained fixed on Emma, a flicker of acknowledgment crossing his face. “True,” he conceded. “But Sofia is no longer alone. We mustn’t forget that Leonardo Morelli is by her side, thwarting my every attempt to end her life.”

Emma’s eyes widened in surprise, a mix of disbelief and curiosity evident on her face. “You mean to tell me that you deliberately orchestrated those attacks on her?” she asked, her voice laced with a hint of shock.

“Yes,” he admitted with a touch of frustration. “And it pains me to admit that all my efforts have been in vain, thanks to Leonardo Morelli’s interference.”

The pieces of the puzzle began to fall into place for Emma. She now understood why the man sought her assistance. Sofia Ricci was no longer just Sofia Ricci; she had taken on the name Sofia Leonardo Morelli and found refuge under the protection of the formidable Morelli family. Harboring ill intentions towards Morelli’s daughter-in-law was a precarious endeavor that required meticulous planning and unwavering resolve.

A sinister smile curled on Emma’s lips as a rush of vindictive fervor coursed through her veins. “I believe we can collaborate and devise an airtight plan,” she said, her voice dripping with disdain. “This time, we won’t fail. I am eager to rid the world of her presence, to erase Sofia Leonardo Morelli from existence.”

The countdown had begun, signaling the impending approach of death for Sofia.

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On their luxurious honeymoon yacht, Leonardo returned to the deck after taking a call, his demeanor noticeably altered. Sofia, sensing his unease, attempted to broach the subject, concerned about what might be troubling him. However, Leonardo deflected her inquiries, skillfully diverting the conversation and reassuring her that it was nothing of grave concern.

Following a delectable breakfast, the couple retreated to their lavish cabin, where a relaxing Jacuzzi awaited them. Sofia eagerly settled herself onto Leonardo’s lap, their bodies entwined, skin touching skin, as he lovingly bathed her. The warmth of the water intensified the intimacy between them, and Sofia found herself enraptured by the sensations coursing through her.

With a loofah in hand, Leonardo tenderly caressed Sofia’s back, his hands venturing to the front, gently kneading and massaging her breasts. Meanwhile, beneath the water’s surface, his other hand skillfully explored her curves, eliciting pleasurable shivers. He nuzzled against her neck, his lips grazing her sensitive skin, provoking an involuntary moan to escape her lips. Lost in the ecstasy of the moment, Sofia was oblivious to when he entered her, their bodies moving in perfect synchrony within the confines of the bath.

Their intimate bathing experience served as a prelude to an equally passionate encounter in the privacy of their bed. This had become their cherished routine, a favorite ritual that deepened their connection with each passing day.

As Leonardo continued to unravel Sofia’s desires, her body responded eagerly to his touch and proximity. They slept together, intertwined in a loving embrace, finding solace and comfort within each other’s arms. Over time, Sofia gradually opened herself up to him, feeling a sense of security and trust that Leonardo had painstakingly cultivated through his affection and care.

However, Sofia couldn’t shake the moments when she observed Leonardo lost in his thoughts, distant and preoccupied. It was unlike him to intentionally ignore her, leaving her convinced that something troubling was weighing heavily on his mind.

“Leonardo?” Sofia called out repeatedly, her voice echoing across the deck as she approached him. He stood there, his gaze fixated on the abyss before him, lost in his own thoughts. Oblivious to her presence, he remained unresponsive, lost in the depths of his mind.

Sofia stepped closer, her hand gently shaking his arm, hoping to bring him back to the present. Slowly, he turned to face her, his brow furrowed with concern. However, as soon as his eyes met hers, a tender smile replaced the frown on his face.

“What’s troubling you, Leonardo? You know you can confide in me,” Sofia pleaded, her voice filled with genuine care. She had asked him this question countless times before, eager to be his pillar of support.

With a gentle touch, Leonardo pulled her closer, his lips finding the curve of her neck. It was his way of diverting her attention, attempting to make her forget about his worries by focusing solely on their love. But Sofia resisted, growing weary of his consistent reluctance to share his burdens with her. She felt as though he deemed her unworthy of knowing his innermost struggles.

“No, you were lost again, deep in thought. I called out to you, and you didn’t respond. Something is truly bothering you, Leonardo,” Sofia asserted, her voice tinged with a mix of concern and frustration. “If you have pressing matters to attend to, we can cut short our honeymoon and return to Genoa.”

A mischievous glint flashed in Leonardo’s eyes as he pulled away slightly, his lips lingering near hers. “There’s no escaping me, my love. I want to make love to you in every corner of this yacht,” he whispered, his words loaded with desire, causing Sofia to blush and lower her eyelashes shyly.

“And one more thing,” Leonardo’s tone grew commanding, his gaze piercing into hers. “You’re forbidden to wear panties while we’re on this yacht,” he declared, leaving her shocked and wide-eyed.

Sofia was taken aback by his audacity, yet a surge of anticipation coursed through her veins. His boldness both surprised and excited her, a testament to their passionate connection.

Just as Sofia thought he was about to capture her lips with his own, he abruptly pulled away, taking her hand and leading her toward a secluded corner of the yacht. In the hidden depths of an underground chamber, he gently guided her, positioning her on her back against the cool surface. Hovering above her, his gray eyes transformed, becoming smoldering pools of desire.

“Baby girl,” Leonardo whispered, his voice dripping with raw need. “I’m going to fuck you right here, right now.” With those words hanging in the air, he pressed his lips upon hers, igniting a fiery passion that consumed them both.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

And all the fear and hesitation flew out of Sofia’s mind after hearing her husband’s confession. She gave in to the heat of the moment and allowed Leonardo to do as he pleased. After taking his time to kiss her and deliver a mind-blowing smooch passionately, he forcefully tore her panties off with one swift jerk and lifted up her dress. Kneeling down, he rested his hands on her thighs and gently parted them. Sofia propped herself up on her elbow, eagerly anticipating his next move.

Leonardo buried his head between her legs and began to suck and finger her, causing her to become dripping wet and ready for him. She threw her head back, biting her lip so hard that she could taste the metallic tang of blood in her mouth. Overwhelmed by the pleasure he was giving her, she twisted and thrashed, craving him even more. After making her beg for him to pleasure her further, he stood upright, unzipped his jeans, and pulled out his long, hard erection. He flipped her over, and now she was bending forward with her palms pressed against the surface.

He playfully spanked her two- three times and gripped her hips firmly, lifting her ass up as he penetrated Sofia hard. The intense pleasure caused her to moan loudly, unable to contain her screaming his name. He began pounding inside his wife’s dripping wet core, heightening her arousal and making her even more sensitive.

Sliding his hand towards her front, he started rubbing her, causing her inner muscles to clench tightly. Before long, she reached a powerful climax, her body trembling against his. He continued thrusting, increasing his speed with each movement. Every throbbing nerve of his hardness was palpable to her hypersensitive state.

As her pleasure peaked, she felt him pulsating and throbbing within her. He had never used a condom while making love to her. He always took her bare. He leaned over, turning her face to the side, capturing her lips in a hungry, passionate kiss. With a newfound urgency, he started thrusting harder and rougher, intensifying their connection.