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Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 298

Luca’s POV

I bit at the curve of her hip through the material of her gown and I felt her jerk against me, and in the next second, her other hand which was free had come around to hook around my shoulder.

I glanced up at her and grinned a little, watching how color washed over her face, right before she averted her gaze from mine, pout slowly sliding back into place against her lips.

“Are you mad at me, bunny?” I asked in a low voice as I leaned forward and pressed a small kiss at the lower part of my stomach.

“I don’t know.” She responded after a few seconds, and she still wouldn’t look at me. I breathed out a low chuckle as I let go of her wrist and wrapped my now free hand around her waist to join my other hand there, and then I pulled her closer against me.

“You don’t?” I asked as I stared up at her, with my chin resting against her stomach. She felt so good against me this way, and it felt so casual and comfortable for me like this, with my head being pillowed by her small stomach and my arms wrapped around her.

“Yeah,” She mumbled out, as she slowly lowered her gaze until she was staring at me once again. I stared at her quietly, and she did the same, without the both of us saying a thing. I tightened my hold around her waist and tugged her even closer to my body, hating the fact that we weren’t in bed at the moment, because I’d want nothing more than to go to sleep this way.

Somehow, we went from me cuddling her against me and her almost completely rolling over my body each night, to me wanting to fall asleep with my head pillowed on her chest or her stomach, but that rarely happens at night and happens a lot during the day. There was just comforting and satisfying about my head resting against her perfect tits as I slowly drift to sleep, or my head being pillowed on her stomach while her fingers run through my hair – I’ve come to understand that this particular tactic makes me fall asleep in the blink of an eye. Sometimes, my head gets pillowed by her perky ass because I couldn’t get enough of it and always want to have my hands around it.

“My baby.” I breathed out, the words flowing out really smoothly and unexpectedly, sounding quiet and intimate, the same way it had echoed in my head, before I could even really thunk it over. We were still staring at each other and I noticed the moment her eyes widened a little, with her lips parting unconsciously.

I’ve never called her that before, but it just felt so perfect in my head, because she really was my baby, now that I was thinking about it. I’ve always called her ‘bunny’ . It hasn’t ever crossed my mind that there might be other endearing names that I could call her, apart from the one I was used to.

And she was shocked by it, because it was probably really unexpected. Her whole facial expression was one of shock, so cute it made me almost want to coo at her.

I corked my head to the side, without breaking eye contact with her, and tightened my hold around her waist before starting to speak once again.

“My baby.” I uttered once again and this time, a small hitched breath fell past her slightly parted lips.

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