Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 105

Luca’s POV

“How do all these people get your mail?” James started to say after a few minutes and a calm silence had settled over us. I turned my head around a little until I was facing his direction once again before starting to speak. “Oh, that. My email address is always linked to my socials, that’s probably where everyone gets them from.”

“How about you don’t take this email off your social media accounts? Y’know you said you were planning to hand this mail address over to your secretaries, and you’d most definitely create another one. Instead of adding and linking it to your socials like you’d have done normally, how about you don’t do it this time? If not, by the looks of things, you’d be forced to abandon this email address as well, after some time.” James paused and dragged his eyes off the phone which he was still currently on to stare into my face before continuing. “And it would also be good if your secretaries handled this mail address, I scrolled some way downward and there are so many business and partnerships proposals and suggestions which you didn’t even check.”

“You’d be losing so many business deals this way, and I’m sure the rumors about you being a stuck up and arrogant man would only be increasing this way – not like I want people to get another picture of you in their heads though, but you get what I mean, right?” James started to say after a few seconds and I nodded my head at me as soon as his whole words were out of his mouth.

“I’d give the mail address to the secretaries tomorrow, they’d take it up from there.” I said to James and watched as he nodded his head absent mindedly before finally closing the email icon. I expected him to hand me back my phone since he was obviously done with going through some of my mails, but instead, he clicked on another app icon and was inside Instagram in the very next second.

“Whoa, your notifications are a whole lot here…” James started to say before trailing off and staring air eyed at the phone, so out of curiosity, I looked into the phone as well, after leaning forward a little, and I saw that he was checking the amount of tags that I had.

“Man… you have over ten thousand tags, how is that even possible?” He demanded and glanced up from the phone to stare at me like he expected me to have an answer to his question but I only shrugged my shoulders at him as I leaned backwards until I was resting on the back rest of the couch once again.

“I don’t know, man. I’ve been avoiding that app for a while now, so I don’t even know. And I almost never check my tags, because they’re always so many and I wouldn’t even know whose account to check first and whose to ignore.” I explained to James after a few seconds and watched as nodded his head a few seconds without glancing up at me.

“Do you ever check your direct messages requests?” I heard James’ voice start to ask after about a few minutes and I ignored him as well as the question, because the answer was way too obvious at the moment. I never checked those stuff, because like I had said, they’d be too much and I wouldn’t know whrr where to start from, so I mostly steer clear off that part of Instagram.

“Man, there are so many verified accounts in here, Jesus.” I heard James exclaim out of curiosity, because I didn't know what he had just said, because even though I was popular, I wasn’t all that popular. I leaned over and stared into the phone along with James, watching as he scrolled through the messages request line and I watched in shock and bewilderment as tons of verified accounts were right there in my inbox request.

“What the fuck.” I whispered directly Into James’ ears without even realizing it and watched as the headings of some of those verified accounts messages were business related.