Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 125

Sofia’s POV

“Whoa, I most definitely didn’t expect him to be this talented, that’s a lot of skills the little guy has up his sleeves.” Ryan started to say after a moment and I snorted a little before turning my head around and staring at him.

“Did you say little? He doesn’t look that little, he looks really older than his age, he even looks older than I am even though I am three years older than him.”

“Oh, now I guess I can understand how he’s able to figure out how to pick locks himself, that’s really impressive of him, your father must have been really proud.” He mused and I shrugged a little, of course my father would be really proud about it, after all, he has been the one to be encouraging my younger brother to start training in different kinds of things all at ones even before he clocked the age of six, all because Lind I had overheard him say a countless times, he was training his kid and bringing him up to be a strong and fearless person when he grows up.

But then he hadn’t bothered to try anything with me, all because I was a girl and obviously wouldn’t be needing any of those things up my sleeves, since I was going to end up getting married off to some man, and then he’s going to continue to protect me and care for me, taking up from where my father had stopped immediately.

I moved a little in my spot on the couch and even managed to find some sort of strength in my body which I used to sit up into a more straight position so that I wasn’t as slouched down as I had been moments ago, even though I wasn’t fully sitting up like the way I was supposed to be sitting in before a man, and I was sure my mother would have a fit if she could see me right now, being slouched down on tne couch with my legs folded and buried beneath my body on the couch. She’d try to throw a fit because all she was going to see at first glance was her daughter, the wife of the mafia lord, sitting in such an informal and uncaring position before someone who had some kind of class here in the mafia lord.

I mean, Ryan along with Ethan might be bodyguards, but that doesn’t mean it wouldn’t be a huge honor to the families in evifg they were going to end up taking wives from. Why? Because it was a really huge honor to be given the opportunity to guide and protect the mafia lord, and I had a hunch that it was almost going to be the same when it comes to the wife of the mafia lord.

“Is he planning on becoming a bodyguard?” Ryan asked and I shook my head immediately, remembering when that same topic had been brought up back at home, and how shocked my father had been the moment after Angelo had brought that topic up.

I had thought that he was going to be excited and amazed about thst piece of information, but I was still it had been the complete oppopposite of what I had been expecting, and he had then proceeded to to order Angelo to push all those kinds of thoughts relating to protecting his mafia lord in form of a body guard, out of his mind at that very moment, and that he already had better plans for Angelo, and Angelo had obeyed immediately as he was expected to.

I hadn’t find it weird at that moment because it was my father and his anger issues was one of the things which he had little to no control over, and so I hadn’t think twice about the way he had gottrn angry about the whole topic concerning Angelo becoming a body guard — not knowing thst he had only gotten angry for a complete different reason.

Now, the whole thing was all starting to make sense now.

He had obviously gotten angry about it and demanded that Angelo push all those thoughts relating to that completely out or the window, because he had already promised his only daughter to the same mafia lord when she was still a little girl, and he didn’t want to have anything to do with that same mafia lord, immediately after his daughter gets married off to him.

My gosh, it really was starting to all come together and make more sense right now.

Can I afford to hate my father more than I do at the moment, along with how I had hated him while growing up… yeah, I can, and that’s exactly what’s happening in my head right now.

Now thst I was starting to think about it and connect the whole dots together, I had a feeling that Angelo would have connected it all together and figured it all out days ago, if he hadn't figured it out yet, which I really doubt because my brother is one smart boy.

And the promise which Angelo had made to me on my wedding day started to echo in my head after a moment. I moved a little in my seat, pushing my hair out of my face with my hand and dragging a deep breath into my lungs, liking how the air was going into my lungs smoothly the way it was at this moment.

I turned my head around and stared at Ryan with my head tilted a little when I realized that he had been speaking to me for a while and I had managed to completely miss everything he had been saying for some moments.

“Huh?” I murmured in a small voice.