Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 318

Sofia’s pov

It was my first time leaving the country I was born in, and was I stupidly excited about it? Absolutely yes. I had been grinning since I had woken up, in Luca arm’s of course, my excitement had knew no bounds.

Luca had kept on commenting on how cute my excitement was but I had paid him no heed. When I had time Kayla about it, she had been excited for me as well and had wished me the very best while reminding me to be sure to take thousand of picture. I decided to not bring any painting supplies with me, if I see anything inspiring, I was going to just take s picture of it and paint it once I return home.

I had accompanied Luca to go see Armani yesterday’s evening, and tears had sprang to my eyes as soon as I had settled my eyes on him. His eyes had lit up as soon as he had noticed my presence as well, and he had even welcomed me for a hug. To my embarrassment, he had went ahead to tell Luca how I had attempted to go to him when he was getting abducted, right before I had gotten shot at.

Luca had praised me about that so much once we got back into the car that night and it had felt like I was going to burst out from my skin, due to how excited and relived I was last night.

I had bid Matilda and Sarah the night before and had made sure to ask Matilda to watch after Sarah and to ensure she use her drugs regularly.

I showered really fast and was dressed in no time, deciding to dress in a crop top, a small leather skirt and fishnets, and a huge jacket. Luca had showered after me and had dressed in a pair of dark pants and designer cream colored round neck top. I’d not find him hot whenever he dressed casual, because that was very rare. Luca in a suit was like a second skin for him.

Luca and I had become impossibly close these past few days, and I’ve never been happier about that. He stopped behind me and looked me up in the mirror I was standing before. It was the floor length mirror, and he could see one my head perfectly. I grinned at him in the mirror and he only smiled a little as he slide his hands around my waist and make me lean into his chest.

“Are you excited?” He asked and I found myself snickering. “You know I am.”

“That’s very obvious.” He mused as he buried his face in my neck for a moment. His hand slide up and cupped my boobs through my clothes and I felt myself blush in embarrassment, as I pushed into the touch… but he only chuckled into my hair right before he pulled away from me. I turned around to pout at him, and he knew why I was doing that– but he only kissed my nose before he was turning around and then leaving, while already answering a call.

Ever since the morning of the day Armani had been kidnapped, Luca and I haven’t done anything sexual since then, and he was yet to kiss me on the lips still. That didn’t stop him from sometimes sucking marks into my throat or thighs each time I had something short on, which was honestly almost everytime. And that was all. He’d sometimes cup my ass and squeez when giving me a hug, but that was it. He never takes it further than that, and I was already getting frustrated.