Sour Romance [ON HOLD]

Chapter 12

"Diego, Diego, DIEGO"

Diego jumped from his spot as he stared at a frantic and impatient Sofia who was standing in front of him with another girl that looked like around like she was frightened about something.

"Diego, what were you thinking about that I've been calling you for about five minutes now"

Well, a certain blonde with unique eyes and delectable lips.

"Diego, I need you to do me a favour" Sofia spoke her voice not hiding the hint of fear in them.

"I'm listening "

"Please drive this girl to mom's restaurant and ask her to change her appearance completely. "

Diego furrowed his brows as he was confused with her demand. Sure, Sofia's mom was an outstanding makeup artist who even worked for the police once but he didn't understand why Sofia would bring in a random stranger for that.

"But who is she?" he asked cocking a brow at the brown haired girl.

"No time to explain. Take her out of here NOW. And please do as I say. Tell mom to make her unrecognizable"

"But I can't just leave-"

"I'll cover you"

"Oh. Ok."

"Be fast please" Sofia said as she ushered the two towards the employees parking lot and watched as the girl drove out if the place where she lived the worst years of her life.

'I have to make issues clear here' She thought to herself as she went towards the barn where she would examine the pregnant horse.

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"Hey babe "

"Aaa" Sofia shrieked as she heard someone snake their hand around her waist

" Relax babe. It's me" Aaron cooed as he turned her around to face him.

"Hmm. Babe. Where did that come from" Sofia stated as she threw her arms around his neck.

Aaron frowned in confusion. " Why? Can't I call my girlfriend babe. Or would you prefer, la mia incantatrice." ( My enchantress )

"What?!!" Sofia asked confused as she stared at him.

"Nothing, maga. I think the name suits you"

Sofia sulked and attempted to push him away.

Attempted, but stopped when she realised he wouldn't budge.

"Let me go Aaron. First you come court me, then you start calling me some other girls name, Maga. "

Aaron merely chuckled. He loved seeing her jealous.

"Are you jealous, maga? "

"Aargh" She struggled glaring at him.

He lowered his head to her ear, his hot breath fanning her cheeks, causing said area to redden.

"Maga means enchantress. You are my enchantress Sofia. My one and only enchantress."

Sofia was glad he was still holding her because her legs disowned her a long time ago.

Then she felt his warm lips on her earlobe causing her to shiver allover. Then her cheek, then her nose and finally her mouth.

His lips were soft yet firm, just like the last time.

Aaron was once again lost in the sweetness of her mouth when a fake cough broke them apart.

"Ahem. What is the meaning of this?" , the person said as they glared at them intensely.