Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 113

Luca’s POV

I washed my hands for the uptenth time today beneath the cold water of the tap in the kitchen and moped my hands on the towel hanging off the hook on the top of the wall before turning around and existing the empty kitchen, heading straight into the sitting room, all the while, my fingers were absentmindedly playing against the edge of my skirt as I stepped into the sitting room and headed straight for one of the windows in the sitting room. I moved my eyes towards the wall to eye the huge clock hanging off the wall. It was recently past one in the afternoon and I knew I needed to find the guards and get whatever it was that Luca had relayed to them, because I was just sure that he had left me a message for them.

I placed my phone on tne couch which was closest to me at the moment and turned around to place my hands against the curtains, using my barely firm grip to flutter the curtains around a little, dragging in deep breaths into my lungs as the cold air or the sitting room rushed into my face slowly, causing a little sheen of goosebumps to gather over the top of my skin almost immediately.

I pulled the curtain open and allowed my eyes to slide close as sunlight ghosted over my face in the next second, courtesy of the opened window which I was currently standing in front of. This particular window wasn’t positioned high up the wall compared to the window which I had stood in front of yesterday, and I was able to stare directly out of it without having to stretch up a little, and I also wasn’t in heels at the moment.

I stretched my fingers out and lightly grazed it against the surface of the next window, loving how the hot surface of the window slightly burned into my fingers, making me feel like I was currently touching or playing with a tiny bit of flames. I bit on the insides of my lips as I stared out the window and slowly retrieved my fingers back to myself as I sighted a few guards moving around this particular window. I took a few steps away from the window at that moment, because I didn’t want them to notice that I was standing there at the moment.

But when they barely stopped beside the window, not to talk it staring into it, I slowly moved forward once again to stand before the closed window, starting to wonder it the window was tinted from the outside whereby those positioned on the outside of the window wouldn’t be able to see what was happening inside the house, but those standing inside the house would be able to see what was happening outside very perfectly, like it was with cars window.

I gawked on my lower lips and stretched my fingers out once again, pressing the top of my fingers firmly against the screen of the window, wanting to feel that burning, tingling sensation move over the top of my fingers once again.

After staying in that particular position and seeing that none of my two personal bodyguards were going to make their way into the house to come perform their normal routine which involves checking the whole house to ensure that it was perfectly safe and empty, nor to come inside here and come check if I was already awake.

I pushed myself away from the window and moved my fingers through the silk of the curtains as I pulled the curtains into place once again, right before I turned around and started to move towards the doorway leading out of the sitting room.

I made my way down the hall until I was standing outside the door which was leading outside, and I hesitated almost immediately, not knowing if what I was about to do was allowed or not.

I had no idea if I was allowed to leave the hoise oh my own and I didn’t want a situation whereby I’d leave the house and something would happen gimme a soon as I step outside of here. I also didn’t want to be in any kind of situation whereby Luca would learn about the fact that I had left the house on my own, and then he might get extremely angry at me and decide to not allow me to paint again like he had given me permission to yesterday.

I placed my hand on the door knob and pulled it down, biting on my lips on seeing that it was currently locked, hindering the door from getting opened as soon as I had tried to get it open. I moved my weight from foot to foot as I started to chew on the side of my lips, contemplating on what I was going to do at this very moment.

Or do I go meet either Matilda or Sarah and ask them if it was alright if I go outside, or do I ask them if they could go outside and go help me get either Ethan or Ryan.

It was either I do one of those options because at this very moment, there wasn’t a thing that I could do again, except to go meet either of the two women who were currently in different parts of the house, seeing as the door leading outside was currently locked and there was nothing I could do about that issue since I didn’t even know where the keys were kept at.