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Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 281

Luca’s POV

“I’m sorry you were unable to reach me. I couldn’t even get to you because of my lack of a number, and it never crossed my mind to borrow someone’s cell phone to use in trying to get you you.” He continued to speak afterwards, voice easing out slowly as he spoke.

“No, no… it’s alright, it’s alright.”

I continued after a few pause. “Also, it’s a good thing you didn’t use someone’s phone to try to get to me, my phone number is a really private thing and I rarely give it out, for security reasons.”

“Ohh.” He whispered out after a few seconds and I started to nod my head.

“Yeah. I’m just glad you’re alright. I thought something had happened to you.”

I watched as the guilty look crossed his face in the next moment, right before he made to speak.

“Nothing happened to me, I didn’t even hit my leg against a wall. I’m so sorry I made you worry unnecessarily…” He trailed off after a few seconds and slumped into his seat, a small, dejected sigh slipping out his slightly parted lips, and after a few long seconds had passed, he started to speak once again.

“I haven’t even been here for long and I’m already making you worry so much to this extent, I feel so bad just thinking about it and I’m so sorry you’re going through all this stress because of me once again like you used to do back then…”

“Whoa, whoa… slow down.” I said as soon as I pushed myself into a more straight sitting position, as soon as all what he was saying started to sink into my head. I stared at him pointedly, and our eyes only remained locked for a few more seconds before he was averting his gaze. The inside of the car wasn’t all that bright because the sky was already really dark at this very moment, but a little bit of light had managed to bleed through the windows from lit up companies and passing cars rear end lights. I puffed out a deep breath after a few moments before starting to speak.

“Armani…” I started to say but he cut into what I was trying to say without me getting more than a word past my lips.

“We both know it’s the truth, don’t try to…” He started to speak but I shushed him after a few seconds, making him trail off on a small sigh.

“Relax, Armani. You’re so worked up at the moment, can you try to take in some deep breaths?” I said after a few moments, and although he didn’t audible respond to me, the sound of him doing what I had just requested made me relax a little as I listened to him drag in deep breaths into his lungs to puff it out after a few moments, and he repeated that motion for a little while.

“What makes you think I’m going through so much stress because of you?” I asked after a moment and watched as he hesitated at first before shrugging his shoulders a little.

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