Sophia & E
Sophia
Sophia stepped into Alex’s study just as some brte maid came rushing out, practically bowling her over in her haste to escape. The girl’s face was flushed, and her little bosom was heaving.
“Careful there,” Sophia said, but the maid was already halfway down the hall and didn’t even bother to apologize.
How rude.
Sophia smoothed down her dress and entered the study, where Alexander was standing by his desk looking somewhat bewildered. She’de here to make amends-theirst few conversations hadn’t exactly gone well, and she was tired of being on the outs with him.
“Alex,” she said, holding up a small wrapped box “I brought you something. A peace offering.”
He looked up, and she could see the weariness in his green eyes. “Sophia. What are you doing here?”
“I wanted to apologize for the other night. I know I was… difficult.” She set the box on his desk. “It’s that expensive whiskey you like. The one from overseas.”
Alex nced at the gift but didn’t reach for it. “That’s thoughtful of you.”.
“What was all that about?” Sophia asked, nodding toward the door. “Your maid looked like she’d seen a ghost.”
Alex ran a hand through his red hair, and for a moment, something that might have been amusement flickered across his face. “I think she might have a crush on me,” he said, sinking into his chair.”
The words stabbed Sophia directly in the heart. “What?”
“She asked me some very personal questions about my marriage. Whether I was happy, that sort of thing.” Alex shook his head. “Very inappropriate for staff.”
“Indeed.” Sophia forced herself to smile even though she felt a storm of rage building beneath her skin. Another woman was interested in Alex? Another threat to deal with? “How… awkward for you.”
“Yeah.” Alex finally picked up the whiskey. “Thank you for this. It was unnecessary, but I appreciate the gesture.”
“Of course.” Sophia took a step back. “Well, I should let you get back to your work.”
It didn’t take Sophia long to find her. The girl was on her hands and knees in the main foyer, scrubbing the marble flood.
And fuck, she was gorgeous. Even in a in maid’s uniform with her hair tied back, she had the kind of beauty that made other women want tomit murder.
Long legs, tiny waist, perfect face. She looked like she could be Sophia’s younger sister, if Sophia had been blessed with slightly better genes.
This was a problem.
Sophia had spent months-no, years-trying to drive a wedge between Alex and E. She’d destroyed that hideous old locket at the charity auction, spread rumors about their marriage, physically assaulted E, had done everything she could think of to make Alex see that his wife was weak and pathetic.
But nothing had worked. If anything, Alex seemed more protective of Etely.
And now there was someone new. Another beautiful woman in his house, asking personal questions about his love life. A woman who was young and grateful and probably eager to please Alex in ways that E never would be.
And most of all, she was here while Sophia had been banned from staying in the guest suite. With a pretty girl like this living in his house, not even the stoic Alpha Alex would be able to resist the temptation for long.
Sophia couldn’t let that happen.
She walked over to where the maid was scrubbing, noting how the girl’s uniform stretched across her perfect ass as she worked. The floor around her was spotless, gleaming under the chandelier light.
Too bad.
Sophia positioned herself next to arge potted nt that sat on a marble pedestal beside the
staircase.
With one swift movement, Sophia drew her foot back and kicked the pot as hard as she could.
It toppled off the pedestal and crashed to the floor, shattering into a million pieces. Dirt and ceramic shards scattered across the marble, along with the nt’s broken stems and scattered petals.
The maid looked up in shock.
“Oops,” Sophia said.
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E
I found Lilith in the kitchen, kneading bread dough. She looked up when I entered, her face softening when she saw me standing there in my nightgown with my robe open in the front.
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