Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Chapter 176

Sofia’s POV

He didn’t let me continue with what I was about to say, before he was interrupting me calmly, his hand

still moving up and down on my arm, from my elbow to the upper side of my shoulder.

“No, it isn’t. I’m sorry I brought it up.” He started to say once again, breathing out those words and

saying it with such passion, and I started to shake my head in the next second, as I sniffed back tears

once again.

“It’s alright,” I breathed out, my voice fracking a little, but I ignored that and decided to continue to

speak. “I can talk to you about it.” I breathed out in a voice that was quiet, breathless and trembling a

little.

“You don’t have to speak about it if you do not want to.” Luca started to speak instantly, his grip

tightening on my arm for a few seconds before finally loosening and returning back to it’s previous hold.

“I want–“ I paused and sniffed back tears, breathing out a deep breath and breathing in deep into the

next moment, feeling my chest start to expand and tighten up in the next second, just as I started to

speak one again. “I want to talk to you about it.” I completed my sentence this time, and my voice only

managed to crack a little. I puffed out a deep breath as I pulled the jacket around me even more, as if it

wasn’t wrapped tightly around me enough, moments ago.

“Are you sure about that? You don’t have to speak about it if you do not want to. I had no idea it was

this sensitive, if not, I wouldn’t have bothered to bring it up.” Luca started to say in the next second, Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

trailing off in the last second and continuing to speak after a few seconds had passed. “I only brought it

up because I was worried about you, so I’d know how best to handle it if it happens next time…” Luca

trailed off at the last moment and I swallowed emptily, feeling cold even though a warm jacket was

currently wrapped tightly around my body. My fingers were feeling numb and dried up, and my throat

was feeling super scratchy, with my stomach tightening up painfully.

I nodded my head once, shaking my head a little to get some of my hair out of my face, before I

decided to start to speak once again. “I think I am.” I replied and paused once again, rolling a few

words around in my tongue and mouth for a few moments, before finally deciding to allow the words to

roll out.

“I think I want to tell you about it, I want you to know about it.” I breathed out after a moment, after I had

thought thoroughly about what I was about to do in my head for a few seconds. Luca was someone I

trusted, someone I had grown to trust even without even realizing it, until right now after thinking about

it. And now that I had thought about it, I realized that I trusted him a lot, trusted him the most in the

whole world, to be able to start contemplating on whether to tell him about this particular thing which

I’ve never told a soul in my whole life, or to not bother speaking to him about it, seeing as he had

literally given me an out to it.

But then I realized that I wanted him to know about it, I wanted him to know because I trusted him to

that extent, and seeing as he had admitted to being worried about me and being caring enough to be

thinking about the fact that I might get visited with that particular night mate once again, that was why I

had decided to tell him about it, because it had seemed like he really cared, and I trusted him as well.

“Are you sure?” He asked after about a minute and I nodded my head once without bothering to reply

with actual words, and his voice started to echo around me in the next second.

“If you’re sure then.” He continued and I felt my chest start to tighten up almost immediately, and my

stomach start to tighten up in the next second.

This is it. This is it. This is it.

Those words started to echo around in my head in the next second and Luca’s voice start to wash over

my body and hear in the next moment, before another thought could pop up in my mind.

“Would like to sit down? You’ve been standing on your feet for a while now.” Luca suggested and I

steered to chew on my lower lip absentmindedly. I knew he wasn’t offering me to sit down before

starting to speak because of my legs like he had claimed. I knew it was because he was probably

worried about me breaking down once again and falling down on myself, which was why he had

suggested I sit down before starting to speak, and so I shook my head in reply after a few moments,

without still bothering to turn my head around to stare into his face, or to make our eyes lock.

“No, I’m good.” I replied to him in a low voice, because I knew there was no way I was going to be able

to speak to him about what I was planning on taking about, to him with him watching my face, which

was why me remaining in this current position was the best option at the moment, seeing as he was

currently standing behind me, and there was just no way in which he was going to be able to directly

stare into my face and watch every emotion that was going to cross my face whenever I’d start to

speak. I dragged in a deep breath and puffed out the breath slowly, tugging the jacket tightly around

me, in order to make me feel as coveted as much as I could. Luca’s hand was still on my arm and he

was still stroking up and down my arm, making a feeling of warmth rush into my body in a really

soothing way.

I breathed in and out after a few moments, swallowing emptily in the next second as I readied myself

emotionally for what I was about to start to talk about, with the kind of reaction I had gotten from just

thinking about it a little, I was a little bit scared of the kind of emotion I was going to get bombarded

with, when I’d start to talk about it, for the first time ever in my life.

I swallowed emptily once again, shifting my weight from foot to foot.

Alright, here goes nothing. I said to myself quietly before finally starting to speak.

“I’ve actually never told anyone about this in my entire life,” I finally started to say, my voice sounding

hoarse and scratchy to my own ears, but I ignored that particular hitch before continuing to speak, a

humorless laugh pouring out of my mouth.

“I tried speaking about it to my mother one time.” I paused as I sniffed shakily, swallowing emptily and

blinking fast a couple of times, to force back the trail of tears that was threatening to fall out of my eyes

at that particular moment.

“But– but she didn’t believe me,” I breathed out, my voice breathing pathetically, just as the trail of tests

managed to slide down my cheeks as that particular day started to flash around in my head, the

memory still brightly clear and intact in a part of my mind.

“I mesn, I didn’t tell her about what actually happened.” I paused for a moment and swallowed emptily,

tightening my hold on the lapels of the jacket before continuing. “But, she shut me up before I could

even complete what I was saying, and starting accusing me of making things up, and spending way too

much time in my head to be able to think up something like that.” I continued to speak in a flat voice,

my voice cracking in between a couple of sentences. I could remember that particular day like it had

just happened yesterday, the memory was still very fresh in my head.

“What the fuck?” Luca echoed out in a chillingly calm voice, and I swallowed down emptily at that,

because I myself didn’t have a reply to that.