Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 14

Luca’s POV

I typed in my complete schedule for the next day into my phone and set alarms on each one just as the car stopped outside the huge gates of the building in which I lived. A few seconds after the guards behind the other side of the gate confirmed who it was at this side of the gates, the gate slowly automatically started to slide open by a button and the driver eased into the compound while the gates slid close and got locked.

It was some minutes away from twelve a.m and I had no doubts that Sofia would have already been fast asleep by now I had been held back in the office by a lot of things, and lastly, the chick that had first sucked me off before riding me like her life depended on it, right there on my office chair.

The door got pulled open by one of the guards and I stepped out of the car and stood outside the door while scanning my eyes around the parking lot for a few seconds before flicking my wrist towards one of the guards in request for my briefcase which got handed to me in an instant.

The driver got down from his side of the car and came to stand a few feet away from me. He was a lean and tall dude who was a little over twenty five. A few years ago, his father, a friend of my late father, had pleaded with me to let him work directly with me. I had refused at first but later reconsidered and decided to grant him a post as my personal driver since I couldn’t possibly give him a job as one of my bodyguards.

Bodyguards who worked for me had to be well trained and pass a whole lot of tests before they could be declared as a bodyguard. It was a huge honor for any man to become a bodyguard here in the mafia and almost everyone wants to become one, but only a few manage to pass the complete tests.

“Same time tomorrow, Mr Ricci?” He asked me and I watched as he rubbed his hands against themselves while puffing out a long breath as he waited for my reply.

“Six a.m, yes.” I replied as I turned around and made my way away from the parking lot, towards the main house. The building was a huge duplex which consists of extremely wild rooms. I had built the house myself some time after I had clocked twenty five, and moved right in immediately. The house I had grown up in, my father’s house, was big but not as big as this, it was currently empty as I already had it reserved for a certain purpose.

The guards standing around the front of the house bowed their heads in greeting the moment I made my appearance, I nodded at them without replying and slipped through the opened door leading into the house before closing and locking the doors shut behind me. I paused outside the door and flicked the lights on before making my way into the middle of the welcome room, there wasn’t any appliances in which someone could make use of hiding in here but I still thoroughly scanned the whole room before making my way into the living room and throwing a scrutinizing glance around.

Once I was sure nobody was lurking behind any of the couches in the living room, I made my way towards the kitchen and dropped my briefcase on the counter.

Popping open my suit jacket and shrugging it off in an instant, I made my way into the walk-in freezer and fetched myself a bottle of vodka from one of the mini fridges located inside the cold room. I unscrewed the bottle and took a long swing directly from the bottle. The cold, soothing substance filled my mouth and rushed directly into my throat immediately, leaving a cool, heady feeling lingering over my throat.

I placed the drink on the counter and completely unbuttoned my white shirt which I had worked beneath my suit jacket throughout the whole day, the cool air around the kitchen flooded my lungs and I breathed out a long sigh before picking up the bottle of vodka and taking in another mouthful.

My phone suddenly beeped and I returned the bottle of drink back on the counter and fished out my phone from my suit jacket’s deep pockets. A text had come in from James.

James: You're home already?

I dropped the jacket back on the counter and quickly took another mouthful of the alcohol before typing in my reply to James' text.

Luca: Yes, I am.

James: So you’re going to finally do it to your wife tonight or has Matilda satisfied you enough back at the office?

I snorted quietly and took a swig of the bottle of alcohol beside me before typing in my reply.

Luca: It wasn’t Matilda, it was Lisa. Also, mind your own business.

I knew he was only going to roll his eyes at my last sentence as I hit on the ‘send’ arrow. I haven’t had dinner yet but I was too drained to think of throwing something around and making a small dinner to eat. I should have eaten at the office like I usually do, but for some reason, I had choosen to have sex at the office instead.

Oh well.

It wasn’t like I couldn’t cook a thing, I just wasn’t in the mood to make a thing tonight. I leaned against the counter and took another mouthful of the almost empty bottle as I scrolled through my socials. Only a few people had access to my private socials and I replied to some really important texts, completely ignoring the rest.

A text from James popped up at the top of the screen and I pulled it down immediately to read its content

James: Matilda… Lisa… whatever.

I snorted out a small laugh and typed back a reply immediately.

Luca: I called her Janelle when she was sucking me off.

James: Haha, just don’t call your wife some chick’s name when she’d be sucking you off.

I blanched inwards as I read James’ text the moment it popped up.