Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 275

Luca’s POV

I stepped into the room and felt everything around me come to a standstill as I settled my eyes on him. It almost felt like a dream that was about to slip through my fingers, it almost felt unreal, like it was way too good to be true in that moment, like I was going to slide my eyes close and open and he wasn’t going to be there anymore. I stood still, in the same spot as soon as I had set my eyes on me, and after a few more moments, I watched as James who was still hugging him slowly pulled out of the embrace to turn around and stare in my direction, probably because he had felt Armani stiffen in his arms. I was super grateful that the particular room was currently, because I could feel my eyes start to sting a little at that very moment.

I watched as Armani’s mouth fell slightly open after a few more seconds, and I couldn’t help but notice that he was now a grown up man. He wasn’t the kid I still usually see in my dream, he wasn’t the kid that always looked so small beside me, it seemed like we were almost the same height at the moment, and his shoulders were now a little bit broader than mine. I blinked once, trying to chase away the stinging feeling out of my eyes the next moment and after I had blinked my eyes open, the fact that it wasn’t a dream started to sink into my head really fast. He was still standing before me, without a nick on him, and I watched as a wide smile started to break out on his face.

“Armani.” I whispered in a voice that sounded hoarse to my own ears as I started to slowly walk towards him, and before I could take another step forward, he was closing the distance between us and throwing himself into my arms. I threw my arms around him at the same time, moving backwards a few steps due to the force of his hug. I had no doubt that he still unconsciously thought he was a kid who could throw himself into my arms without his weight and built having any kind of effect on me.

“Oh my gosh, Luca… it’s you…” I heard him start to whisper into my shoulder, and I tightened my hold around him, still feeling like I was dreaming in that moment because I sure as hell never thought I was going to be holding my brother in my arms after long years of hearing nothing from him.

“Armani.” I whispered once again, pulling him tighter against me for a moment and blinking a little when the sting in my eyes started to get more watery the next moment. I slowly pulled out of the tight embrace to hold him at arm's length, and I raked my eyes over his whole body really slowly, starting from his Gucci clad feet, all the way to his face which was like a carbon copy of mine, and the curls on his head. His hair wasn’t black anymore like the way it used to be, it was currently a dark brown color, I guess he must have dyed it at some point. I smiled at him really slowly in the next moment, noticing the teardrop that was slowly sliding down his cheeks.

“You’ve grown so much… so well” I said to him after a few moments, and I watched as he choked out a small sob before he was pushing himself into my arms for another hug, which I eagerly returned because at the moment, I was yet to fully wrap my head around the fact that my baby brother was right here before me, looking heathy as fuck.

“I missed you so much.” He whispered into my shoulder and I felt a little wetness splash against my neck in that moment, making my chest start to fill up with so many emotions all at once and I found myself tightening my hold around him in the next moment, as I started to murmur in a low voice.

“I missed you so much as well, Armani.”

I pulled out of the hug and held him at arm's length once again, noticing that I was still a good three to four inches taller than he was, and even though he looked all grown up, his face still looked so, so young and youthful.

“I thought- I thought something happened to your plane when it got delayed.” I said to him in a small voice after a few moments, tightening my hold on his elbows in tne next moment and I watched as he choked out another small sob before starting to shake his head.

“That was all the weather, nothing happened to me, I’m alright.” He said in a voice that I was going to have to start trailing my head and mind to get used to, because my mind was really tuned to his younger voice, the last one I heard of him when he was still really young.

“I see that now… I see that now.” I said to him after a few moments, glad that the sting in my eyes wasn’t there anymore, although my eyes was still feeling a little bit sore at the moment. I loosened my grip from one of his hands and dug my arms into my pocket for my handkerchief in other to help wipe off his tears, and before I could hand it to him, he was reaching into his suit pocket and tugging out a neatly folded one which he used to dab at his eyes and forehead. I slowly shoved my handkerchief back into my pocket, as realization started to dawn on me once again that my baby brother was indeed all grown up and not the kid I remembered seeing the last time I had seen him.