Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Chapter 173

Sofia’s POV

The meeting didn’t end up being a disaster, that I can say… but then it wasn't perfect. Luca had said I

was going to get a better hang of it as the time went by, and that I shouldn’t beat myself up over the

fact that I hadn’t been able to really pull it off. I had thankfully not ended up embarrassing myself right

in front of those women, which was all that had really mattered to me from the very start. I moved my

fingers into my hair and tugged on the roots a little, throwing my head back as I allowed my eyes to

slide shut, as the evening breeze blew against my face.

It was three days after the meeting with the women of the official men in the mafia had happened, and

things had returned back to how it used to be… I guess. I was currently sitting on the house balcony,

and the cool evening breeze was blowing around really colder than I had expected it to be when I had

made my way up here.

It had been some minutes before it got to eight p.m in the night when I had made my way up here and I

hadn’t bothered to go get a jacket because I had been thinking the evening breeze wouldn’t be this Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

cold.

Obviously, I was wrong.

I had left my phone downstairs in the sitting room, I didn’t think I was going to need it for a thing which

was why I had left it behind. I literally text nobody on it, except my new friend, Kayla.

Kayla and I… Kayla and I had gotten pretty close, pretty closer than I expected. I hadn’t liked her that

much from the start because of a lot of things… and one of the reasons could be because I had been a

little bit jealous of how she was so obviously in love with her husband, and also how she didn’t ever

bother to hide it. It didn’t end right there on tne avenue of the wedding, it had also transferred into the

way she texts.

I moved closer to the banister and leaned against it a little, as I stared out into the night, watching how

tiny looking cars moved around across the house, through the nearest busy road. I had almost

completely gotten zoned out in my thoughts when my bright light suddenly got pointed directly at the

house. I shifted a little and winced a little, just as a car drove through the gates of the house I hadn't

known had gotten controlled to slide open, moments ago.

I knew without a doubt that it was Luca. He was literally the only one who came home here, coupled

with the fact that this particular car he had driven home in, was pretty familiar because I’ve seen it a

bunch of times.

I couldn’t properly make out the image of Luca when he alighted the car and so I backed away from the

banister a little, to avoid being seen, until Luca’s unclear image had moved away from the car, towards

the entrance of the door leading into the house. Once the lights of the car had been turned off, and the

car was getting parked into place, I moved forward once again to lean against the banister, as I puffed

out a deep breath and threw my head backwards a little to move some of my hair off my face without

making use of my hand.

The sound of the balcony door getting pushed open made me jolt a little, and I felt myself get frozen up

as I slowly turned my head around to stare at the entrance or the balcony, just as the particular image

of Ryan coming up here when I had wanted to spend some time up here, I had barely been two to

three days married by then.

My eyes landed on Luca in the next second and I bit on my lips a little, as I started to feel the sides of

my lips moving apart like it’s about to stretch into a smile, as I watched him start to make his way into

the open area, as he pulled the door shut behind me. I stared up at him when he finally paused before

me and licked my lips a little, reaching up to tug my hair away from my face a little bit.

“Don’t I get a welcome kiss, bunny?” He asked in a low voice as he leaned his head and spoke directly

into my face, his warm and fresh breath hitting my face, and I felt my stomach swoop and tighten up as

my face got flooded up with color in the next second, as his words washed over my body.

I lifted my hand and wrapped it around his wide shoulders slowly, pushing myself on my toes in order to

reach the side of his face, and I pressed a small kiss into the lower part of his cheeks.

“Hi Luca,” I whispered slowly against his cheek, feeling the soft skin of his cheek against my lips and

the light beard of his scraping my jaw a little in a way that made a small shudder slide down my spine. I

loosened my hold from his neck and pulled back from him

– or tried to pull back, Luca’s right hand had decided to wrap around my waist at that very moment,

trapping me against his middle with a firm hold on my waist, just as I had been about to pull away from

him.

“Is that the only kiss I’m going to get?” He asked in a voice filled with disbelief and I bit on my lower lip

as his eyes bore into mine, his lips pulled into a small grin.

I nodded my head once, because I knew he wasn’t going to force me to kiss me, and because it was

fun to watch a sad expression cross his face each time I refused to give him a kiss.

Like I had predicted, a sad look crossed his face which made me let out a small chuckle and an eye

roll, and his hand tightened around me in the next second, pulling my right against him and making my

heart skip a couple of beats in a few seconds.

We were both sitting in one of the seats up here in the balcony, and I was leaning into Luca. Not

because I actually wanted to, but because he hadn’t completely let go of me ever since he had made

his way up here, some time ago, and I wasn’t complaining one bit, because his touch was really nice

and comforting.

My head was resting on his arm and our sides were touching, his arm was around my shoulder and he

was slightly stroking my hair a little. I had a feeling he was doing that unconsciously and was already

lost deep in thoughts, because we haven’t really exchanged words up here, apart from the few

exchanges of words we did when he had asked me for a welcome kiss.

I sucked in a deep breath and puffed it out, shivering a little when the cold evening breeze decided to

blow directly in our way at that very moment, and I silently cursed myself out for deciding to come up

here in a sleeveless top, instead of going into the room to get jacket like a normal human was

supposed to.

“You cold?” Luca’s deep voice washed over me in a smooth roll and I felt myself shudder a little as his

voice made my stomach swoop instantly. I shook my head negatively in the next second, because I

wasn’t ready to exit the balcony yet, seeing as this is just Ynr second time I was coming up here ever

since I got married.

“No, I’m not.” I replied to him in a small voice. He didn’t respond to that but I felt his arm tighten around

me, pulling my into his side even more, a move which I was really grateful for; because his side was

really warm, seeing as he was still in his suit jacket, and the thickness of the jacket was warming up

this part of my body that was currently pressed into his side.

We fell into another ocean of silence and after that, I allowed myself to get lost in my own thoughts.

There wasn’t a lot to think about, because there was only a little that I could do; seeing as I didn’t have

access to go to a lot of places or do a lot of things.

Not like I had some kind of freedom when I was still back at my dad’s house, because it was extremely

sure to me that I was more restrained back at my father’s house, and that it was a lot fairer for me here.

But nevertheless, I’d still love to go out more, to get a chance to make more friends, to be able to

socialize more with people around my age group… to be able to further my education at least.