The heat of the kiss spiraled out of control, and the clothes that had just been put on were torn aside by Capone, revealing her deep collarbone and beautiful shoulders. His body pressed against hers with a forceful strength, but it was nothing like the overwhelming power he had shown to Joey; instead, it was filled with desire and affection.
As his kisses traveled downward, Sophia finally gasped for breath and found a chance to speak, gently caressing his face. "Capone, can we not draw such a clear line between you and me? I don't understand much; I can only bake cakes and be by your side. I don't want my family to worry or to cause trouble, and I don't want to drag others down with me! I can't do anything for you, but I can promise that even if I go home, my heart won't change. Will you believe me?"
Capone restrained the overwhelming tide of emotions, resting his forehead and nose against hers, his eyes half-closed as he listened to her. After a while, he opened his eyes again and pressed a moist kiss on her lips before speaking. "Sophy, say that sentence again!"
Sophia was puzzled. "Which one?"
"The one where you said you want to be with me; say it all together again!"
Sophia's face flushed with embarrassment. "Why are you like this? Girls should be the ones to hear such things. What kind of man asks a girl to say it first?"
His lips moved to suck on her shoulder. "I want to hear it, so hurry up and say it!"
Sophia was entranced by him; his teasing kisses landed on her most sensitive spots, sending shivers down her spine. She wrapped her arms around him, wanting to draw their souls closer while wishing this intimate moment would never end.
"I like you, Capone… I like you, and I want to be with you!"
yes,she want to be with Capone!
Finally,Finally, she said it boldly, her first direct confession in life given to the man who had kidnapped her!
The pent-up emotions surged forth, roaring like the tumultuous sea in a storm. They both found themselves at the center of a whirlpool as Capone stripped off her clothes, her pants, holding her delicate bottom against the wall behind them, lifting one of her long legs high as he thrust deeply inside.
Sophia trembled slightly at the overwhelming sensation, his body pressing even tighter against hers, lifting her off the ground as she hung half in the air.
She had never experienced such a position before; it felt unfamiliar and embarrassing. Her back pressed against the cool wall, she bit her lip and let out soft sounds, inadvertently sending shivers through Capone.
He didn't speak, spreading her hips apart as his body continued to push deeper, pulling out slightly before thrusting heavily back in. Standing like this, her depths felt even tighter, and the juices seemed to come forth especially quickly, a rich warmth seeping between their closely pressed bodies, accumulating pleasure with every movement.
Capone lifted her completely, her legs wrapped around his waist, with only her beautiful back resting against the wall for support. Sophia clung tightly to his neck, allowing his kisses to cascade down her collarbone and soft white chest.
The sensation of their connection was different—today's intensity was particularly special, fueled by her words that had made them both lose control of their feelings.
Capone seemed to feel it wasn't enough yet; he wanted her to hold him tighter, supporting her as he pulled away from the wall and walked toward the bed.
Sophia's legs felt tired, but with each step he took, his body thrust deeper, the sensation more intense than when they were still.
They fell onto the bed, the thick mattress sinking beneath her weight. Capone half-knelt between her legs, moving forcefully yet tenderly against her.
Sophia held him tightly; this intimate embrace felt rare. Usually, he was dominant and assertive, while she was left to endure, filled with negative emotions that kept joy from reaching her heart. But today was different—each thrust of his felt like a direct hit to her heart, resonating within her.
Capone intertwined their fingers, their bodies tangled together as he admired her closed eyes and fluttering eyelashes, both enduring yet enjoying the moment.
"Sophy…" he murmured her name as he kissed her deeply. "You are mine; I don't want to let you go!"
"I will come back. If I miss you… I will definitely return!"
Capone moved faster, a slight tingling pleasure building in his lower back. Their body temperatures rose steadily, and Sophia slightly arched her body in response.
He knew that they had no choice; letting her go home was currently the safest way to protect her.
The lurking traitor by his side and Lucas seemed intent on completely undermining their brotherhood and IDGM Capital, unwilling to let the Diaz family's high-quality business become his partner. With Sophia around, he felt even more constrained.
He didn't know how to express his reluctance and loneliness to her. After all, he was used to suppressing his feelings; he believed she would understand.
The ultimate pleasure came quickly yet stretched long, and he panted heavily, whispering in Sophia's ear, "Sophy, I promise you… I promise you everything…"
Yet neither of them expected their separation to come so suddenly and shockingly...
With Zoey missing, Capone, as the owner of ROYAL, naturally had to stay behind to maintain control and coordinate various affairs. He was also reluctant to send Sophia back to Mesha Island alone, so the two decided to stay together in the hotel suite at ROYAL, not stepping out.
ROYL had paused its operations; they were willing to forgo business during the lucrative year-end period to focus on finding Zoey.
Joey had dispatched nearly all of his subordinates to search every corner of the port and even the surrounding islands, but despite their efforts, there was still no news.
Most of the time, Capone worked in their hotel room, while Sophia quietly kept him company, preparing coffee and hot tea for him and ensuring he had meals, worried he might neglect his health.
The suite was on a high floor, quiet, with few visitors. The only unpleasant encounter was with Penny, which was inevitable; she was currently working in housekeeping. During her shifts, when she came to clean the room, Sophia and Capone would see her. Penny was very perceptive; she never said anything inappropriate to Capone and completely ignored Sophia, treating her as if she were invisible, finishing her tasks quietly before leaving.
Capone, on the other hand, was considerate of Sophia's feelings and would always hold her and comfort her, looking genuinely apologetic.
Sophia felt soft-hearted. She had witnessed how proud and enchanting Penny used to be, and now seeing her in such a fallen state felt like punishment enough. She didn't want to push things too far, believing it was better to leave some room for understanding, so she didn't pay much attention to it.
Capone's past relationships were just that—past. She understood that he wasn't a promiscuous man. Given his status and wealth, he was quite temperate.
The turning point came one morning when Mandy suddenly arrived, looking grave as she said to Capone, "Those old guys are holding an emergency board meeting at the headquarters today. It could be detrimental for us. You should go take a look!"
Capone frowned deeply, not expecting that despite all the hardships, he still couldn't stop those old men from making a move at this critical time!
He turned to look at Sophia, who was right beside him. She empathetically said, "You go ahead; I'll wait for you here!"
She had sensed that something had changed over the past few days. Capone had successfully inherited most of his father's estate and had the strongest chance of acquiring the IDGM shares that the Diaz family was releasing. The Diaz family holding onto these shares didn't hold much significance anymore; it was just a burden for them. For her safety, they had promised to release them, yet there had been no action.
Mandy's eyes were filled with unspoken complexities. She suspected that the old board members were meeting now with intentions against Capone, but there was no external force to assist him.
She anxiously waited at ROYAL for most of the day until Capone finally returned, exhaustion evident in his eyes.
"Did things go smoothly?" Sophia handed him a glass of warm water. He took it, looked deeply into her eyes, and then abruptly hurled the glass against the floor-to-ceiling glass door, shattering it with a crash, water and glass scattering everywhere.
"What the hell is the Diaz family up to? I said I'd let you go immediately—right now! Why are they still trying to play games with me?"
Sophia was stunned, her face pale as she looked at the furious Capone.
"What on earth happened? Did my brothers do something?"