Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 145

Luca’s POV

I lifted the glass cup up, and the surprisingly cold glass pressed into my palm as I lifted it up and took a drink from it, feeling the cold and fruity liquid rush into my mouth and throat. I didn't have more than half a mouthful, and I was lowering my throat after a fleeting moment. I noticed how Sofia had been staring at me intently and how her eyes had lingered on me as I had drank from her glass, which made me start to realize that my coming home tonight had ended up being a good after all.

At the last second, before the edge of the glass cup could touch the table cloth, I lifted it up once and led it towards Sofia’s mouth, and I didn’t miss the way her eyes had widened instantly, as soon as she figured out what I wanted her to do.

I pressed the edge of the glass against her faintly parted lips, with her eyes although widened a little, was still locked with mine.

“Open.” I murmured in a low voice and watched as her eyes dilated, right before her lids lowered instantly, hiding her beautiful eyes from my gaze, just as her lips fell open and more parted. I tipped the glass and watched as the orange juice started to slide into her mouth slowly, through her parted lips.

Her eyes fluttered a little as I started to pull the glass cup away. On realizing that she still hadn't swallowed the drink, I murmured immediately.

“Now swallow like a good girl.”

I knew it wasn’t a trick of the light this time, even if the ones I’ve been seeing were a trick of the light, because at the moment, I was leaning really close to her and i as soon as I had said those five words to her, she had shivered a little, and then her throat started to move slowly, as she swallowed down the drink.

I swore inaudibly as I pushed backwards until I was in a straight sitting position once again, and I dragged my eyes away Sofia who honestly looked very flustered, and I hadn’t even done a thing to her.

Not that I was planning on doing something to her… yet.

This was really playing with my self control if I was going to be honest with myself, because I couldn’t deny the fact that I honestly wanted to pull her towards me with my hand wrapped around her throat, and kissed her in a really intoxicating way, as soon as she had completely swallowed down the drink, the way I had asked her to… immediately I had asked her to.

Like a good girl.

Fuck.

I carded my fingers through my curls as I puffed out a deep breath as I dragged in another breath in, only to puff it out back almost immediately.

My mind started to drift back towards what had happened last night, between Sofia and I… or what had led to what had taken place between the two of us.

Not that something had actually happened between the both of us, but then, the whole cuddling in my arms and sleeping in it throughout… that had been something.

I wasn’t dumb, nor was I slow. I didn’t need to think twice to figure out the fact that what had triggered whatever it was that had woken Sofia up in the middle of night, had been very ugly when it had happened.

I didn’t know how she was going to react if I decided to bring it up to her at the moment. It’s definitely not like she’d immediately trust me and start telling me about whatever it was that had happened to her instantly, just because I had been there to pull her out of it.

Knowing her, and how we rarely saw each other or had a chance to talk with each other, I was sure she’d have preferred it if someone else had been the one to see her having that kind of nightmare, compared to me.

But... oh well.

After thinking about it for some time and going through the advantages and disadvantages, I’ve decided to not bring that particular topic up tonight, since this is like the first time we’d sit down together and talk, and also the first time we’re eating together in our lives.

I don’t think it would be fair on either of us to bring forth that particular issue, which could automatically soil her mood and leave her cold and moody, something I didn’t want in any way, at this very moment.