Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 22

Sofia’s POV

“It feels numb, I can barely feel it so it’s pretty good that way.” I answered Ryan after a little while and at the same time bit on my lower lip as I pulled my fingers off my skin in the very next moment before I could proceed.

Just what was that?

A quick image of Luca running his finger against my skin flashed in my head for a fleeting second and I shook my head to get the image out of my head as I slowly pushed myself to my feet.

I’m not going to think about that anymore.

It was just him trying to figure out where I was hurting, and nothing more.

“Did you want anything, Ryan?” I asked once I was standing on my feet and sliding my feet carefully into my fluffy, warm slippers.

“Oh, no I didn’t. I just wanted to check how you were faring.” He replied and I felt a small smile tug at the corner of my lips.

“I’m doing just fine, there’s no need to worry about me.” I dismissed his worry immediately even though it has warmed my heart that he has cared enough to still come check how I was doing.

At least there were some people who still cared about me… or act like they do at least, apart from my younger brother who was back at home.

“Thank you though.” I added lastly before crouching and picking my phone up and slowly making my way towards the doorway where he was still standing. The clouds were full of darkness now and the stars were out already, twinkling and sparkling in the dark sky. I’d have loved to sit by myself some more and enjoy the beautiful sight, but after being interrupted and scared by Ryan, I surprisingly wasn’t in the mood anymore.

He took some steps back once I got to the doorway and I stepped through the walkway, into the mansion once again. Ryan walked around me and shut the door behind me through the wide space where we were both standing.

The lights turned on here were a bright white color which burned into my eyes for a few moments after I made my way in here. I tugged the suit jacket around me with my good arm and glanced up at him as he locked the door and imputed a pin in the lock pad securely.

Everything in here was that classy.

He turned around once he was done and I ducked my head instantly, not wanting to meet his eyes for any reason.

I made my way down the hall and ascended the stairs carefully, being fully aware of Ryan walking a few feet away from me. I made my way directly into the kitchen and smiled softly who beamed brightly the moment she spotted me.

“Good evening, Sofia!” She gushed out excitedly and I waved at her a little with my left hand. She had been cooking something a moment ago but left it and walked towards me, concern emerging on her face and mingling with the excited expression that occupied her whole face, a second ago.

“How’s your arm, ma’am?” She asked as she unconsciously reached for the suit lapels still wrapped around my shoulder. I took a step back and shook my head which made her snap back into reality and throw her hands up apologetically.

“Oh my, I’m so sorry, ma’am. I got carried away again, I remember you not wanting me to touch it this morning as well.” She apologized immediately and I nodded my head as I gnawed on my lower lips while glancing over my shoulder at Ryan who was still hovering around.

“Yes, that. It was because it was hurting then, that was why.” I started to explain, leaving the part that it was also because she was always too high spirited and energized and might jolt my arm too much, this morning, to myself as I continued. “And now, I don’t really wanna pull this jacket off my shoulder because I’m feeling a little bit cold.”

“Isn’t this Mr Ricci’s suit jacket?” Matilda suddenly asked as she stared pointedly at the suit jacket like she was just recognizing it.

“Yes, it is. He came over to the hospital and ended up giving it to her before leaving.” Ryan replied over my shoulder before I could start thinking up what to say in reply to Matilda and I watched as a smile started to spread out across her rosy cheeks.

“Oh my god, that’s like the sweetest thing he has ever done, and he did it to you!” Matilda cried out, excitement shining brightly in the depths of her eyes. I shook my head immediately, trying to make sense out of what she was saying.

“No, no. It wasn’t like that. He only gave it to me because I was feeling cold, that’s all.” I explained to her but she shook her head and waved my argument off with her fingers.

“That’s the thing! He never does that. He’s not that kind of person.” Matilda continued to argue but I shook my head adamantly as I walked around her and stopped against the counter to lean against it.

“It’s probably because he has never gotten a wife before, so he has never felt obligated to her before. That’s the thing. There’s nothing behind his gesture, don’t sweat it.” I said from my spot against the counter and I watched as Matilda remained quiet for a few minutes before puffing out a slow breath. Ryan remained quiet as well,leaning against the door way.