Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 232

Luca’s POV

“You mother fucker.” Those two words were the first things James uttered as soon as he made his way into my office and shut the door. I snorted a little and Ignored him, as I continued to sort out the files on my desk, briskly putting down my signature in the required spots.

The sound of James sinking down into the seat on the other side of my table made me lift my head up a little, and my eyes locked with that of a mischievous looking James who was grinning from ear to ear and wiggling his eyebrows as well.

“What’s up with you this morning?” I asked after a few moments while lifting my hand up to use in stifling a small yawn, a thing which I had been doing almost as soon as I had gotten to the office, which was only about thirty minutes ago.

It was most definitely because I hadn’t been able to get enough sleep last night, and of course, Sofia had been the complete reason for that. Last night was the night whereby we had a dinner arrangement with Tristan and his wife along with my best friend, James and my wife and I. Of course, one of the reasons as to why I agreed to that dinner was because I wanted my wife to finally meet with James, someone we’ve both always been talking about almost every damn day ever since I got married to her.

It was also a good thing that Sofia’s friendship with Tristan’s wife, Kayla had grown noticeably closer, which was another reason as to why that wedding was scheduled. I knew damn well that Sofia would want to meet with her new friend a lot more, but couldn’t because she can’t be allowed to leave the house a lot, for nothing but her own protection.

It might seem like I was doing nothing but caging her in the house while I leave for work every damn day, which is why I had already scheduled another dinner arrangement with her for later this week – although I haven’t told her about it yet.

If she asked me about wanting to go hang out with Kayla, I was going to agree to it this time because I’d like them to get even more closer. It would do her good if she gets a friend of her own that she can talk to and be really comfortable around.

Last night was really wild for me, I didn’t even see it coming one bit that Sofia was going to want to pleasure me and make me feel good. I mean, I’ve always loved making her feel good because it always undoubtedly makes me feel good in a kind of way as well, but that didn’t dispute the fact that all I usually do to her is to give and give without receiving anything back in return, not even a hand job – it wasn’t like I even minded, I knew that all these was completely new to her so I wawu just taking it all in a slow pace with her. I had been surprised at first, then I had felt really hungry because I had always fantasized about using her in the way I had done last night, even before we finally did it… and it had felt so much better than it always felt in my dreams.

I couldn’t deny the fact that even though I was surprised at first, It hadn’t taken much for me to give in to my hunger and use her in a way that had undoubtedly made her feel good as well, if the whole way she was shuddering and gasping and whimpering and arching her back and clenching her thighs together was something to go by.