Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 239

Sofia’s POV

Today has been a long day and I had been really bored at a certain point around noon. It got to a point whereby I didn’t feel like painting anymore and just resulted in reading one of my new books right there in the middle of our bedroom upstairs. I managed to convinced Ryan into taking me to the garden at the back of the house and this time, he had tried to refuse adamantly but I didn’t back down one bit because I knew there was no way he was going to be able to call Luca and inform him about the new development, seeing as there was some things which I sometimes kept from Luca for him, and vise versa. I also knew there wasn’t any way that he’d be able to force me into following his order or trying to physically restrain me, which was why I was able to ignore him and kept on walking to the corner that led around the house until as expected, he had come forward to fall into step beside me after a couple of seconds.

We managed to talk together this time at the garden unlike the last time I was there, where we hadn’t been able to talk there at all. Talking to Ryan was sometimes among the things I look forward to at the start of a day, because it was one of the things that kept me sane. He was one of the people I had spoken to a lot here in this house apart from Luca, that is. It didn’t matter that he was the bodyguard and that we weren’t even supposed to be getting closer to each other to begin with, but then I just couldn’t bring myself to not talk to him.

He was the closest thing to a friend I’ve come to know apart from Luca and recently, Kayla– after I had gotten married off to Luca, and I was going to forever appreciate that. I was really hoping nothing was going to happen that was going to make Ryan have to leave the spot of being one of my bodyguards, because I had come to even be more comfortable around him than when we just got introduced to each other.

Everything had happened really fast, at the start of today it had seemed like the day was going to be a really slow one, but going down the lane? It turned out that the day was indeed fast. When I settled in the sitting room to start watching some music videos, the only thing that had been in my mind was Luca and nothing but him.

Staying at home alone throughout the day was making me start to feel really bored, somehow

I had missed him so damn much during the day and had used any body I could talk to as a distraction, but each time I’d get to spend alone without speaking to anyone, I’d start to think about him in the next second, without even realizing it at first.

I saw the marks around my body this morning, the signs of his teeth that scattered over the insides of my thighs, and around my hips this morning when I had stood naked before the floor length mirror in our bedroom. There had been some marks around my chest as well, but those marks couldn’t compare to the marks around my throat and in the insides of my thighs,

Each time I remembered what it was that he had done to me last night, I’d find myself flushing a deep red in an instant, and no matter how much I get embarrassed over it, I’d still beg to do it all over again for me whenever I get a chance.

Each time I remembered taking him into my mouth and sucking him into my mouth, feeling him leak into my mouth in tiny drops that tasted really strongly and good. Each time that thought popped into mu brains, I’d try to shake it off almost instantly to no avail because a huge part of me want to do nothing more than to ask him if he could give me a chance to do that which I had done to him last night, all over again and again, seeing as I had loved how it had seemed like he really enjoyed all what I had done for him, and also because it made me feel really good as well.

I had woken up later than usual and one of the first things I was able to register was the fact that my jaw was hurting, as well as my body, when it wasn’t like I had actually done something really strenuous last night.