Mafia King’s Innocent Bride

Sophie’s POV

I lay down on my bed as soon as I stepped inside my room. I couldn’t forget about Vincent’s face when he saw Monica.

She is his first love and I think he’s still in love with her.

Wait, am I jealous?

No way.

And why would I even give Vincent my gift when it looks exactly like those neckties that Monica gave him?

Of course, he would like that more because he loves Monica.

“Ah, Sophie. You are such a fool…” I mumbled to myself as I covered my face with a pillow.

Then someone suddenly started knocking on the door.

“Who is it?” I asked.

“Miss Sophie, it’s Venom…” I heard her voice from outside.

“Come in…”

I sat up on my bed as Venom opened the door and stepped inside my room. She walked towards me. “Boss asked me to check on you.”

I rolled my eyes. “He asked you to check on me because he’s too busy checking on other girl.”

“Are you jealous of Miss Monica, Miss Sophie?”

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She sat beside me on the bed. “I don’t think there’s any reason for you to feel that way, Miss Sophie.”

“W-Why is that? All of you tells me that, but can you even see the way Vincent looks at that woman?”

“So you are jealous.” She declared again.

I heaved a sigh before speaking. “Do you know Monica? Is she kind? What kind of girl is she?”

“I used to see her before, she always go to boss and Mr. Lance’s house but then one day she just left without any word. I can’t say that she’s so nice because she once pushed me down the stairs before just because I broke her favorite mug.”

“S-She did that to you?!”

Venom nodded. “But maybe that’s because we were kids back then. She’s somewhat a spoiled brat back then though.”

“Then did you tell it to Vincent’s parents?”

“No. I don’t think I have the right to do that, and I don’t think someone would believe me either. That might even cause them to shoo me away from their house.”

“W-Well, you have a point. But you know what, that is still not reasonable. Even if you were still kids back then, she still hurt you, and she never said sorry, right?”

She shook her head. “She never did that. I don’t think about that anyway.”

“Because you are so kind.”

“T-That’s not true, Miss Sophie.”

“Have you eaten already? Would you like to eat with me instead?” I asked her.

Venom smiled at me as she started brushing off the strands of hair on my face. “You look so beautiful tonight, Miss Sophie. Your dress would be a waste if you’ll just stay here and eat with me instead of being with your husband.”

I stood up. “It’s alright, my husband doesn’t care about me anyway.”

“M-Miss Sophie.”

“So, let’s just let him stay there with his first love and let them flirt all night until they get sick of each other’s faces!”

I kept on blabbering bad things about Vincent until Venom widened her eyes at me. She was beckoning me to look behind me.

“What is it—

As soon as I turned around, my face hit on someone’s chest.

“So, you ran away because you were jealous?”

I was surprised when I suddenly realized that it was Vincent. I looked up at him with my eyes widened. “W-What are you doing here?”

“I suddenly missed my wife so I went here to see her.”

I moved away from him. “Oh, so you finally got bored from talking to your first love? Or maybe you just want to show me how happy you are with her?”

I looked at Venom. “Venom, let’s go. I’m hungry so I want to eat some—

“Venom, lock the door when you leave.” Vincent suddenly said so I looked at him.

“What are you saying? Let’s go Venom!”

Venom stepped out of the room. I was about to follow her but then Vincent grabbed my hand. “You’re not leaving me here, Sophie. Venom, close the door.”

“Yes, boss.”

“N-No! Venom please—

She was hesitating at first, but then she ended up closing the door and locking it from outside. I glared at Vincent as I looked at him. “Where’s the key of this room?! Give me the key, Vincent I want to go out!”

“You’re not going anywhere without me.”

“Why don’t you just go back to the garden? The woman you love is there so why don’t you go there and—

“So this is how you look like when you’re jealous, huh?” a smirk appeared on his face.

I averted my blushing face. “I’m not jealous. There’s no way I would feel jealous!”

“But your face says it all.”

Vincent suddenly walked towards me.

“W-What the hell are you doing? Why are you going near me?” I asked as I began walking backwards. My voice sounded nervous.

“Since you forgot about your gift, then maybe you can just give a different one?”

“W-What?”

I just stopped walking when my back finally hit the door. Vincent continuedly walked towards me until he was able to trap me inside his arms. “You are so fucking beautiful, Sophie…”

“You are always saying that.”

“Because that is the truth…” he whispered as he began brushing my lips using his thumb.

“But Monica is more beautiful, right?” I finally looked at him.

I could smell the whiskey from his mouth as he moved his face closer to mine.

“I want you, Sophie…”

“W-What?”

He stared right into my eyes. “I want you, tonight.”

That phrase froze me in place. I was supposed to slap him or push him away, but then my own body betrayed me. Vincent crashed his lips into mine, gently chewing my mouth as if he hasn’t kissed anyone before. I opened my mouth to let his tongue in as I put my arms around his shoulders.

He put his right hand on my hair to deepen the kiss and the other one was slowly rubbing my thigh. The kiss started slow but as time goes by it became much faster and hot. Vincent’s right hand traveled down on my shoulder, slowly pulling down the thin strap of my blue mini dress along with the strap of my bra. His lips on my mouth went down to my neck, planting tiny kissed on my heated skin until it reached my shoulders.

My breathing became heavy as I stared at him.

He stared back at me as if he was asking for my permission.

I bit my lower lip as I nodded my head. I couldn’t think of anything, I could just feel the unfamiliar heat that was slowly invading my whole body.

“That’s my girl.” He whispered as a cocky smile appeared on his face.

He claimed my lips again while he was slowly taking off my dress.

And that moment I knew that something would happen between us. But whether I will regret doing it one day, I didn’t really care.