Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 134

Luca’s POV

I spotted James after some minutes of me waiting downstairs and he jogged up towards me, as soon as his eyes landed on me.

“Hey, you hungry?” He asked as soon as he stopped beside me and I rolled my eyes a little.

“Of course I am, why else would I have invited you to come eat with me if I wasn’t hungry.” I said to him as we fell into step beside each other as we started to make our way out of the company’s premises, and down the road.

“You sure it’s safe to go there without any body guards?” James suddenly spoke up and I glanced at him from the corner of my eyes before nodding my head at him.

“Of course, it’s just down the road, is it not? Also, if anything comes up, I don’t think it would be too big for the two of us to handle ourselves.” I said to him with a small shrug of my shoulders.

“You’re right, if anything’s going to happen now, it really can’t be that bad, I guess I was just being worried.” James replied and I started to tease him about how he was being such a big wreck of emotions for being worried about something like that, and he shoved me at my shoulder as he made his way into the restaurant before me.

I shook my head a little with a small smile tugging them sides of my lips as I made my way into the restaurant after him.

We placed our orders and were sitting down together at a particular table which was hidden from the open of the restaurant, and James had gotten on his phone almost immediately after we’ve both sat down, while I glanced around the whole room, enduring that we were kind of safe at the moment, and didn’t just walk into something akin to a trap.

“Luca?” James' voice called out and I dragged my eyes away from the expanse of the restaurant to stare at him questioningly.

“You do know we have a meeting with the mafia heads, right? It was supposed to be held yesterday which was a Sunday, but I pushed it forward, and now they’re requesting for the meeting to be held today, on a fucking Monday.”

“You know what? Why can’t we just move it to a freaking Sunday, like it was supposed to be held on, I cannot hold any meeting with them today, or any other day throughout the whole week.” I said to James with a eye roll, before offering my card to a waiter who had just arrived at our table with our requested drinks, and two glasses.

“I don’t know man, it seems like there’s something important which they’d like to discuss with you, their personal assistants are here talking with me and they’re all saying their bosses are not agreeing to wait until next Sunday.” James replied after a few minutes and I let out a groan along with a small puff of breath. I opened the cold bottle of wine and filled up both glasses before picking mine up and gulping the whole thing down almost immediately.

“I think you should ignore them for now, if they keep pestering you,” I said to James after a few moments and I watched as he looked up at me from his phone. He dropped his phone down on the table in the next second and picked up his glass of wine, drinking from it as well.

“I am the mafia lord after all, and whatever I say is final. You can talk to them tonight and tell them that I have decided to not agree to any other kind of meeting with them, until Sunday, due to some personal issues and that I hope they respect that.” I started to say to James while refilling my empty wine glass.

“This is true, I’m going to deliver this to them later today in a really formal message.” James mused after a few moment and I snorted a little as I lifted my wine glass and pressed the edge against the lower part of my lips.

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I'll see you tomorrow, be sure to arrive on time.” I said to James as I pushed my hands into my pockets, I was currently standing beside James, and the clouds were dark already. After having lunch together, we left the restaurant and headed back to the company to get back to our various jobs, and didn’t get to see each other again until this very moment, now that we were both done for the day and were about to head home.