Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 175

Sofia’s POV

I hated the fact that each time I thought about that, all it did was make me feel even less powerful and more broken than ever, all it does is make me shed tears uncontrollably and make me question my existence, all it does is make me feel disgusted with myself even more.

A small sob slipped out of my mouth in the next second, and I pulled away from Luca with all of my strength, pushing myself away from the chair we had both been sitting on, and I made my way towards the banister on the balcony, standing before it but not pressing my body against it, and I pressed my hands against my face, covering my face from the dark night in shame as I sobbed quietly.

Tears streamed down my face and my body shook with the force of my tears, and I felt more embarrassed because Luca was right there, watching me break down without any sort of control.

I sobbed quietly, trying to stifle the sounds and also trying to stop my tears from pouring down at such a fast pace, but the tears just wouldn’t stop coming after about five minutes had passed, and by then, my tears had decided to finally stop coming. I sniffed deeply and wiped my hand over my eyes, just as a small shiver slid down my body in the next second.

I shifted my weight from foot to foot, staring down into the world before me, and watching as life was moving on super fast before I could even bother to blink. I could feel Luca’s stare digging into my back, but I refused to turn my gear around and stare at him, because I was already embarrassed enough by breaking down before me all because he had asked me a single question.

Cold air blew around and I sniffed a couple of times before wrapping my arms around my body, hugging myself and trying to rub some of the cold off my bare arms. I dragged in a deep breath and breathed it out after a few moments, and the breath wished out shakily and breathy. I moved my weight from foot to foot once again, shifting a little and moving even closer to the banister of the balcony, because I was unconsciously trying to move away from Luca as much as I could… as if that was going to make him further from where I currently was.

I felt warm material drape over my shoulders and arms a second later and I jolted instantly, turning my head around and licking eyes with Luca in the next second. I swallowed emptily, staring up into his eyes and feeling my throat dry up at how intense and dark his eyes currently were. I couldn’t deny the fact that I was cold, and that his jacket which he had thought of wrapping around my shoulders was so damn warm and had already managed to keep cold out of my body almost immediately after it got draped around me.

“Thank you,”’ I mumbled quietly before turning back around and facing the dark night once again. Luca wasn’t standing super close to me, seeing as his body wasn’t even touching mine at the moment, but I was super aware of him at the moment, and that thought alone was making my stomach tighten up nervously. I wonder how I hadn’t been able to hear him when he had stood up from the chair we had both begun sitting in, to make his way over to where I was currently standing in. I pulled the jacket tightly around me, letting a small sigh slip out my mouth as the warmth of the jacket seeped into my body, coupled with the fact that Luca’s scent was still clinging to the jacket really strongly.

I breathed out a shaky breath, blinking my eyes a little and trying to not focus on the images which were still floating around every part of my head, ever since Luca had decided to Mention that particular night. I knew it was bound to get brought up at a certain point. I’ve known about that since the very next day after he had helped me wake up from a nightmare. There was just no way he wouldn’t get curious about what it was that had triggered that particular nightmare, but since a week had passed and it still didn’t get brought up, I had assumed he had forgotten about it and wouldn’t ever be bringing it up, not knowing that I had been really wrong.

I pulled the jacket tighter around me even more, moving my weight from foot to foot as I tried to not sniff back my tears so loudly any longer, seeing as Luca was currently standing behind me, and at this point, I was starting to think he had been standing behind me ever since I had started to sob, and the burning heat of embarrassment was making my ear and cheeks feel really hot without me even bothering to touch.