Sofia’s POV
I slowly ran my comb through my long, dark hair. My hair was a midnight black color and it stood out pointedly against my skin. It was also unreasonably long, but I wasn’t complaining. I wasn’t too keen about it either because combing it was so stressful. Other than that, I love my hair so much and wouldn’t trade it for anything.
I got the hair for my mother’s mother, a woman whom I had only been opportuned to meet once, while I was five years, before she passed away. She was a really beautiful woman who had lost her whole hair due to cancer, leaving her bald at the time I had met with her. I could vividly remember her feeding Angelo his bottle while telling me different stories of her childhood days. That particular day was extremely special to me because that was the first time I had met with any of my grandparents, and the last time -till date. The rest of my grandparents were all late as well.
I combed the remaining untouched part of my hair as fast as possible before carefully braiding it into a long braid and tying the tip with a small ribbon. Once I was done, I quickly changed into a night wear which I had blindly grabbed. It consists of a knee length night gown and a knee length jacket like robe, it was a new, sexier set compared to the one I had back at home and I grimaced as I stared at myself in the mirror and noticed the way the neckline was dropping so low, half of my breasts were peaking out. The material was so silky, and sheerlike and it was almost completely clinging to my whole body. The part from the middle of the thighs downwards, was completely transparent and I breathed out a sigh as I tried to guess who had picked out this kind of night wear for me between my mother and Aunt Gianna.
After taking one last long look at it, I turned around and headed towards the cupboard in the bathroom where my nightwears had been stored in to check if I’d see a different, more decent type. I thankfully saw one that was like the type I had at home, free and extremely decent, the remaining were all seductive types of night gowns.
I quickly changed out of the overly revealing nightgown I was in and wore the one I’d feel the most comfortable in, even though I was most definitely sure about the fact that I wouldn’t be sleeping a comfortable sleep tonight, if I would even get to sleep at all, that is
I headed into the room once I was done in the bathroom and sat on my own side of the bed. The lights in the room were set to ‘low’ and I love the way the led lights around the wall above the bed head illuminated a beautiful, calm yellow. The bedroom, my new bedroom that I had officially started to share with Luca, starting from yesterday’s night
The room was extremely wide and the bed was also extremely big, the walls of the room were painted to a dark blue, the roofs of the room were also very high and a few indoor heaters were located on the roof of the room. The room adjoining this bedroom which was also for Luca and I was widely spaced and is used as a dressing room. In there lies all my clothes, arranged and separated out of each other and already placed in different positions, thanks to the housekeeper.
I picked up my new phone and thumbed it for a few minutes, scrolling through the inbuilt apps and literally trying to keep myself occupied to avoid myself from starting to think about how tonight was going to go down.
I haven’t contacted my brother yet, I had no idea if Luca was going to approve of me communicating with my sibling or if he was going to be completely against it. I decided to wait until after receiving clarification from Luca, to avoid myself from doing something to piss him off, without even realizing.
I carefully placed my phone on the bedside table on my side and laid down on my side of the bed as tiredness started to creep into my bones. I had forced myself to put in a small amount of spaghetti in my stomach without vomiting it back, and now that the time was slowly ticking by, the insides of my stomach was knotting up badly, making me feel extremely uneasy and nauseous. Once I remembered how cold, awkward and uncomfortable I had felt last night without cuddling myself in a blanket, I quickly slipped my legs beneath the thick and warm blanket and pulled it up against my chin, feeling like I suddenly got cocooned in a ball of calming warmth.
My whole body was still sore and cramping from the amount of stress I had gone through since the moment I got informed that I was getting married to Luca, a week and a day ago. I wanted to do nothing more than to fall asleep and calm my fast beating heart, but the thought of Luca coming back home any moment from now and deciding to have his way with me whether I wanted him to me not, made me stay wide awake while my mind was starting to imagine up different senerios of him taking me against my will, each one worse than the other.
I willed myself to remain awake as the time went by, but as hours blended into hours, I lost the fight against my sore muscles and finally got pulled under a deep sleep, against my own will
******.
I slowly blinked my eyes open and quietly groaned beneath my breath as my head started ringing, my morning migraines was starting to return back once again.
Thanks to the excessive stress I’ve been going through for over a week.
I slowly sat up on the bed and squinted my eyes while yawning tiredly for a few seconds, I had literally just woken up, but for some weird reason, I was feeling tired as ever.
Thanks to who? Yeah, you guessed right, stress.
I threw a slow glance into the side of the bed and as expected, it was empty.
Luca had definitely come back home last night, it was obvious enough from the way the blanket was positioned on his side, compared to how it was last night after I had slipped myself beneath it.
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