Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Chapter 129

Luca’s POV

I blinked my eyes open and stared straight into the roof almost immediately, blinking my eyes a few

korea times to get the remaining sleep which was clinging to it, completely off the lashes, and then I

slowly rolled onto my side, before carefully sitting up and groaning lowly in my throat. The curtains were

pulled shut as expected so I couldn’t glance through the window, but notwithstanding, I didn't need to

check the sky before knowing about the fact that it was currently some minutes past five thirty a.m in

the morning.

I turned my head around and stared at a sleeping Sofia, and her head was the only thing picking out of

the blankets which she had drawn around her whole shoulders and the upper parts of her face, it was

only revealing a little part of her face and her hair was also not helping matters by coming to sprawl out

around her face and shoulders like another dark and think colored blankets, and it got to a point that I

started to wonder and then worry about if she was still being able to breathe or not at this very moment,

because it seemed so much to me that she was suffocating beneath those blankets which were over

her nose, and the long fall of her hair. I stared at her pointedly for a few more minutes, my gaze

lingering on how her lashes were fluttering a little against her cheeks, which was supposed to be more

than enough proof for me to be able to come to the conclusion that she was breathing just fine, but a

part of my mind still wasn’t satisfied by just that.

I started to reach my hand towards her ever so slowly, in order to perhaps graze my fingers over her

face and tug the blankets off her face, before pushing her hair out of her face as well, but then I paused

halfway to my destination as soon as a thought suddenly popped into my head, with my hand left

hanging in the air.

I had started to ask myself if what I was about to do was even right. I mean, I knew I wasn’t going to be

doing past tugging the blankets off her nose as well as taking care of her hair, but then I didn’t know

how she was going to react to my touch, especially now thst she was going to have to figure out the

fact thst my fingers was grazing her skin, right from her unconscious state.

I shook my head and started to move my hand back to my body before shaking my head a few times

and shoving that thought out of my head as I started to reach for her once again. Like I had said before,

it wasn’t like I was going to be doing something wrong, nor was it like I was going to be doing

something really stupid and evil to her, like taking her against her own will, or any other kind of acts

relating to that.

I reached forward and paused in the air, my fingers hovering slightly away from her face and I watched

as her eyes fluttered over and over again, and my eyes dropped down to the blankets almost

immediately, and the way the blankets seemed like it was literally pressing into her nose and probably

stifling her nostrils, was the only thought I needed in my head at that very moment, and so I reached

down ever so slowly, shifted slightly on my spot on the bed– so I could get a little closer to her side, and

then I slowly lowered my thumb until it was grazing her forehead.

She didn’t move an inch, nor did she give any indication that she knew about what was going on

around her at the moment, and I was watching her face closely for any kind of changes or emotions

that might suddenly cross her face as soon as she’d jerk out of unconsciousness or slowly wake up

from her slumber, and then I’d proceed to completely wake her and start to reassure her immediately

that it was just me and nobody else, because I knew just how frightened and riled up she could be.

I knew just how fear could come into her eyes and grip her whole body in the blink of an eye, I knew

just how those kind of emotions come out from her body, I’ve been there and I’ve also seen it in

person… and to be honest? It left a really sore feeling in my chest. Why? Because I’d never hurt her.

I’d never want to hurt her on purpose or knowingly put her into something that would leave her in pain

or bring her pain, which was why it had always left a really sore feelimg behind in my body and mind

each time she gets scared, and I’d know without having to think hard, that her reason for getting scared

was because of none other person than myself.

I moved my thumb slowly over her forehead, feelimg how warm her skin felt, although it wasn’t all that

warm, it wasn’t in the temperature which it was supposed to be in, which obviously meant one thing, it

meant that there was still some sort of sickness left in her, and it was a good thing that she had been

prescribed some drugs when she has, if not, then I was sure the sickness would have succeeded in

weighing her down completely.

I moved my thumb downwards and lowered it on her face until it was dragging across her cheeks, her

skin was so soft and smooth like that of a newly born baby and I wondered if she makes use of some

kind of face cleanser which helps in maintaining this kind of smoothness that I was currently touching,

because it sure was really soft. Her eyes were still closed and her eyelashes were still fanning over her

cheeks slowly. I lowered my finger even more, going as careful as I could to avoid grazing my knuckles

over her cheeks which might result in waking her up, something I’d rather not have happen now,

because I didn’t want her starting to panic unnecessarily, when all I wanted to do was to lower her

blanket from her face and allow her breathe in more carefully, and it was all for her own good.

Alright.

Maybe it wasn’t completely because of Sofia and for her own good.

Maybe I had lied, and maybe it was also because wanted to have a reason to touch her, to feel her skin

beneath my fingertips and this had been the perfect excuse which I had quickly grabbed without

hesitation.

I mean, ever since the time when I had watch her faint in her bodyguard’s arms and how I had lifted her

up and carried her into the sitting room almost immediately, there was this kind of hole in my chest and

it wasn’t like it hadn’t been there all these while, but ever since that particular day, that hole had

managed to feel like something was boiling inside or it, and that thing which was booming inside of it,

had been boiling really well and as it boiled, the quality of the thing only seemed to be increasing and

increasing.

That was literally the only virtual example which I could think of at the moment, that was the best, or

close to the best, when it comes to explaining about how I was feeling towards Sofia, ever since that

particular incident.

I lowered my fingers even more until the tower part of my thumb was grazing the tip of the equally soft

blankets, and I carefully tried to shift it down after a few moments of me carefully staring at her whole

face which wasn’t covered by the blankets, as I tried to see if she had started to her wake up from her

sleep, after feeling my thumb moving over her soft cheek.

I lifted my second hand and moved it towards Sofia as well, and then I pinched the hairs on the

blankets firmly between two fingers, and then I used my other hand which I had been using to graze

her cheeks– to push the edge of the blanket lower, moving it downward and it thankfully didn’t graze

her cheeks as it slipped down her cheeks slowly, thanks to the way I had decided to pinch some sides

of the blankets with my other hand and use that firm grip to pull the blankets upwards.

I lowered it after a few seconds on realizing that her fingers were clutching some parts of the blankets

and that was what she was using to hold the blankets around her face, before finally deciding to let go

of the blankets ever so carefully so it dropped around her neck, revealing her whole face to me this

time, unlike before whereby almost half of it was covered with the blankets.

I dragged my face back towards her face and watched her whole features to check it there’s already a

change on her face, and discovered that she still haven’t moved an inch since the start of all these, it

seemed like she had been really tired and drained from the mall which she had visited with Ethan and

Ryan, to purchase some important stuffs in which she was going to use to start the whole painting thing

which she had suddenly express her love and desire for it to me yesterday, right when I had been in the Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

office with James on the phone with me.

I lifted one of my hands which I had returned back to myself some moments ago and dragged that

particular hand towards Sofia once again, that it hovered above her face for a few seconds, the way it

had done before when the blankets had been covering almost half of her face. I lowered my finger

carefully and pressed it lightly against the lower part of her cheeks, only a few centimeters to the right

and I was going to be grazing her lips with my thumb. Her lips was as expected, shaped in a pouty way

which I found really cute, and it was slightly parted, the pink color of her lips blending in perfectly with

the tone of her skin.

I moved my thumb upwards, feelimg the softness of her cheeks burn the pad of my thumb in a really

good way, I had no idea if I wanted to pull her into my arms at that very moment, or if I wanted to just

lay back into the bed with my thumb still touching her face and feeling the silkiness of her skin against

the pad of my thumb.

She just looked so warm and cuddly at the very moment and it felt like she’d feel really good in my

arms, coupled with the fact that my arms and body would literally blanket her almost immediately, due

to the difference in the sizes and of our body. She chooses that very moment to shift a little and I hastily

lifted my finger off her face as I watched her eye lashes flutter a little, her lips also choosing that

moment to part a little as a warm gush of breath left her lips on a small sigh, and then it felt like she had

gone back into sleep almost immediately, because that was literally the only actions of hers that

indicated that she had moved a little in her sleep.

I stared at her for a few more moments, watching as her face remained in the same state which it had

been in ever since I had started to touch her face, and I contemplated touching her face with my fingers

for a few more moments before finally deciding on pulling my hand away from the direction of her face,

to return my hand back to rest on my body once again.

I stared at her for a few more moments before dragging my eyes away from her face and lowering my

gaze to rest on my hands. I threw my head back and dragged in a deep breath, puffing the breath out

after a moment, and then I lowered my head and started to slide off the bed almost immediately.