Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 170

Sofia’s POV

I turned on my side and pushed my face into the sheets, breathing in deeply and dragging the blanket over my body even more. I wasn’t funny awake yet, but the scent which I’ve come to love and get addicted to, was stifling my whole senses and pouring off this particular spot which I was laying in at the moment, and I turned around once again, tugging my legs upwards to wrap my arm around myself, curling up into a small ball and pulling the blanket around me once again.

After a few more minutes, I blinked my eyes open and stared at the darkness of the blanket which I was currently beneath and slowly tugged the material off my face until my head was leaking out. I breathed in deeply ruffs before I allowed my hand to slide out from beneath the blanket to rub against my eyes, and after a few more moments, I finally tugged the blankets off my body until it was around my waist, and then I pushed myself into a sitting position.

I didn’t need to glance into the space beside me to know that Luca was no longer in bed at the moment and would have most definitely been at work at the moment.

I turned my head around either way, and it was in that moment, that I realized that I was currently sitting in Luca’s side of the bed, which means I had probably rolled around in my sleep, or perhaps luca had laid me down there after getting out of bed this morning, because he had once again tugged me into his arms last night, and I had remembered falling asleep faster than ever on his chest.

I ran my fingers through my hair, combing through the curls and tangles as I shuffled to the side of the bed, before pushing up from the bed and stretching my body out a little.

It felt like I had run a marathon last night, all because it was the first time I’d been attending a gathering so late into the night, coupled with the fact that I had to stay in heels throughout. I tapped my phone out glanced at the time, it was currently past ten in the morning, making me realize that I had slept in really late this morning.

It was a good thing that I wasn’t expected to be getting up from bed super early, because I had no idea as to how I was going to handle getting up from bed early in the morning to prepare breakfast for my husband, or something relating to that.

I started to make my way towards the bathroom, pulling the door close behind me and I made my way straight into the toilet to empty my bladder which was completely filled up. I had woken up in the middle of the night, wanting to go to the bathroom, but then I had found myself cocooned in Luca’s strong arms, with my body being almost completely on his body, and I had felt too greedy at that moment because I didn’t want to leave his embrace in that moment.

He just felt so safe and calm and the fact that he had still kept on holding me to himself firmly even though he was fast asleep, and I knew I wouldn’t know how to get back into his embrace myself if I had indeed slipped out from his grip to go to the bathroom, and so I had forced it back and fallen back asleep after a couple of minutes of me doing noticing but nosing my way around his throat and neck.

I got out of the toilet and paused before the hand wash basin to wash my hand and face, and after that, I proceeded to wash my mouth and take my bath. Taking my bath had been super fast because I was really hungry and I wanted to go get something to eat as fast as possible, and so I washed my hair super fast in the shower as well.

I toweled myself dry as much as I could as I made my way out of the bathroom and into the walk in closet. I was out of the walk in closet after a few minutes as well, and I remembered to pick up my phone and to put my hair into a bun, before I existed the bedroom and pulled the door close behind me.

I descended the staircase as fast as I could and then I made my way into the kitchen. Sarah was currently in the kitchen when I made my way there and she gave me a bright smile after we exchanged greetings. She proposed to make me breakfast but I declined and informed her that I was going to be waiting for Matilda, since it wasn’t Sarah’s job to cook coupled with the fact that I didn’t want to put her through any kind of unnecessary stress.

I bid her goodbye and told her that I was going to be in the sitting room as I made my way out of the kitchen and into the hallway. I paused when I had almost arrived at the sitting room, because Ryan was also walking through the hallway, into the direction I was coming from. He paused a few feet before me and I smiled up at him with a small wave of my hand.

“Hi Ryan,” I breathed out and as usual, he nodded his head at me and the sides of his mouth tugged a little, indicating the trace of a smile, and that was it.

“How are you this morning?” I asked after a moment and watched as he lifted his shoulder up a little before starting to reply.

“It’s literally like every other day, there’s no difference from the other days and this one.” He replied flatly with a little huff which I found adorable, but wouldn’t dare tell him about that, to avoid him from going back to being all tense around me.