Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 215

Sofia’s POV

Luca’s hand was outstretched in invitation and I slipped my hand into his, allowing him to help me out of the car. Paparazis started to take thousands of pictures of the both of us at once and tried to shove mics and cameras into our faces, and I felt like I was getting close in the midst of all of them with the way the noise went up a high notch. I squeezed hard on Luca's hand and pressed myself into his side, trying not to fall on my birthday due to how my legs were wobbling a little in the heels I had on at the moment.

A few seconds kayer, the guards came out of nowhere and started to shove the paparazzi out of the way in an instant. I watched as one of the female paparazzi he’ll down as she got pushed, and I felt a pang of pity for hrt, and that feeling only started for a few seconds before I turned my head back around and shoved her out of my thoughts, after all, she had Judy recently disrespected my privacy and shoved some mic into my face rudely, not caring I’d be cool with it or not.

I heard them a little as we got into the building, and as soon as the gates closed behind us, I could only hear their noises faintly. I stared up at the hotel which Luca and I were currently standing in and felt my mouth fall open a little, it was really high and looked really beautiful to behold like this. I turned my head around to the side and I caught Luca staring at me, making color flush up my cheeks as I huffed out a breath and ducked my head after a fleeting moment. It doesn’t matter the amount of times I’ve spend with Luca staring at me in this particular kind of way, it didn’t matter that at this point, I couldn’t count the amount of times I’ve felt my breath caught in my throat at the thhoitht of him staring at me like I was the most beautiful piece of diamond in the whine world.

His gaze always ends up having the same kind of reaction on me and it always seems like it was the first time all over again, each time we lock gazes.

“Are you nervous, bun?” He asked and I stared at the hotel at first before starting to shake my head. Surprisingly, I wasn’t all that surprised as I was supposed to be at something like this, which made me come to the conclusion that it was probably because of Luca’s presence with me tonight.

Luca had finally decided that it was high time I met with his best friend named James. He said I’ve met him once on our wedding day, and that he had kissed my hand in respect on that particular day, but I couldn’t for the life of me, remember who it was that he was referring to, no matter how much he described him to me. Luca didn’t really talk about him to me, he rarely talked about him to me, but one thing I was most definitely sure of, was that they were really close.

Luca and his said best friend texts a whole lot and if they weren’t exchanging texts, they were taking on Ynr phone: it made me start to once again come to the conclusion that the public are being a whole lot secured by the person who’s their mafia lord, because in every area and topic, Luca was completely different from the one I was told about and had come to imagine up in my head. I admired their friendship and it sometimes makes me feel lonely each time I think about it. I had no one I was that close eith and it sometimes makes me start to feel depressed each time I think about it.

I dragged in a deep breath and puffed it out slowly, shaking my head a little in order to push some of the hair in front of my face, completely out of my eyes and lips.

We were merging with not only James tonight, but also with Travis and his wife, Kayla. I was glad about that and about the fact that I wasn’t going to be the o my woman in the midst of them. I had a feeling Luca had arranged for Travis and his wife to come tonight as well because he didn’t want me to feel left out, since I’d be getting occupied with talking with Kayla.

I loved his attentiveness and how he was always doing everything in his power to make me feel the most comfortable I can be able to get, in any kind of situation. We made our day in the hotel together and I couldn’t help but gape at the insides of the hotel. If the outside or the hotel had been stunning and breathtaking, then I completely have no words for the insides. It was just so beautiful and smelled so wonderful that I had this sudden urge to roll around in the grass which I could sight through the window from my spot here in the lobby.

I turned towards him to see him engrossed with what he was staring at on his phone, and the middle of his forehead pulled together a little, making me come to the conclusion myself that he was currently deep in thoughts. I didn’t try to interrupt with what it was that he was doing at the moment and settled with silently drinking him up and thoroughly admiring him.