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I took a moment to absorb this unexpected twist. "Yeah, he's unfortunately my uncle," I finally confirmed, my mind racing to understand the implications of his visit. “He's not someone you should be getting involved with."
"That's why you told me to stay away from him, right?" Sophia asked, her gaze searching mine.
I nodded, my concern for her well-being deepening. "I wasn’t joking when I said he’s dangerous.”
Sophia's understanding nod indicated that she was starting to grasp the gravity of the situation. "Then what is going on between you?"
I sighed, my frustration evident. "My father left our family company in my hands when he passed away," I explained. "But Francisco isn't too thrilled about it. He's been trying to gain control of the company, and I'm afraid he'll do whatever it takes to make that happen."
Sophia's expression shifted to surprise and disbelief. "He would go to such lengths even against his own family?" she questioned, her tone tinged with incredulity.
As she expressed her astonishment, a bitter realization settled within me. I thought to myself that I wasn't surprised anymore.
I had witnessed firsthand the extent to which Francisco was willing to go to have his way, even if it meant turning against his blood.
Amid the weight of the situation with Francisco, my original purpose for coming here—to have a heart-to-heart about our feelings—felt like a distant memory.
Knowing that Francisco was closely watching Sophia, my priority shifted. I couldn't ignore the potential danger she might be in.
"Sophia," I began, my voice more serious now, "I think it might be best for you to move in with me. It's not safe for you to be alone. Francisco's actions... they're unpredictable."
She hesitated, her expression conflicted. "I still need time to think, Matteo," she said softly, her gaze shifting away.
"Time might not be on our side," I replied, my voice firm. "I don't want to risk your safety."
Before the conversation could escalate further, Keisha interjected. "Honestly, Sophia, I agree with Matteo on this one. Given the situation, it might be the best option."
Sophia's immediate response was to begin arguing her case, but Keisha's voice held a tone of authority that stopped her in her tracks.
"Stop being so stubborn, Sophia," Keisha urged, her tone more serious than usual. "This isn't just about you anymore. You have another life to think about."
Sophia fell quiet at that, her resistance seemingly softened by the weight of Keisha's words. She looked torn, a mix of emotions crossing her face. "What about your safety, Keisha?" she finally asked with genuine concern.
Keisha waved off the concern with a dismissive hand gesture. "Don't worry about me. Francisco only came because of you. Now that you're not here, he should stop showing up." Her words were confident as if she had already thought about this.
I jumped in, wanting to assure both of them. "I'll make sure to keep an eye on Keisha," I stated firmly, my intention clear.
In my mind, I was already forming a plan to get some of my men to discreetly stake out the area, ensuring Sophia's friend remained safe.
Sophia's tension seemed to ease at my assurance, and I could see the beginning of acceptance in her eyes. After a brief pause, she finally nodded.
"Okay, I'll move in with you.”
Chapter 27
Sophia
Now, Matteo and I were at my place, tackling the task of packing up my stuff. Seeing my belongings neatly folded and placed into boxes was a bit surreal.
As I went through the motions, there was a mixture of emotions swirling within me. Part of me felt a sense of excitement and anticipation about taking this step with Matteo.
Even though I hadn’t agreed at first, another part of me felt conflicted, almost overwhelmed.
The past few days had been a whirlwind, each moment with new revelations. From the unexpected news of my pregnancy to discovering Matteo's hidden reasons for his absence and then being visited by Francisco, his dangerous uncle – it felt like life had suddenly shifted into high gear.
And now, here I was, packing up to move in with Matteo. While I knew it was the right move for my safety, a part of me couldn't help but feel like my life was moving at an exhausting pace.
With a deep breath, I continued folding clothes and placing them in boxes. As I sat down on the bed, I felt mentally drained. The weight of recent events had caught up with me, and I was finding it hard to keep up with the rapid changes.
