Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 338

Luca’s POV

I was on my feet in an instant, gun already out just as more people emerged from the crowd with guns already cocked, making it more obvious that it had all been planned from the very start. I began to fire my gun while tugging Sofia against me because there was nothing that she could hide against right now.

I tried my best to ignore Sofia’s trembles as I fired away, as I was shooting, so were the groom’s and bride’s family doing as well. When the groom ended up getting shot and his white suit turned red in an instant, was probably when it dawned on everyone that this was freaking serious, because they were all screaming and sucking in an instant. After a few more moments, I realized that the people who were shooting weren’t here to hard anyone, but to take out the groom’s family.

And so I asked Sofia’s to duck like everyone was doing, and then I went to the middle of the aisle to stop one of the men from getting to the front of the church by kicking his gun out of his hand, and then a fight endured between the both of us. Just because i never involve myself in a lot of mafia stuff bs k st home, doesn’t mean I didn’t know how to use my guns or my fists, because I was so damn good at it.

After a few moments, I had the guy whittling on the ground and I made sure to bend his hand backwards until it popped out of his sockets. When I glanced back at Sofia, she was staring at me wide eyed like she didn’t recognize me anymore, which I honestly understood.

Until yesterday, I wasn’t sure Sofia have ever seen me point my gun at someone, not knowing that I could draw my gun just fine whenever it was needed. I left the dealt with guy and moved to another person, and another. I wasn’t the only one fighting the bad guys here, the groom had a few brothers who were also fighting right now, along with their father, whom despite his age, could still make use of his gun just fine.

In no time, we had all the bad guys subdued and an ambulance was called because the groom had been shot in a cretical place. After everything had calmed down, the church was comes destroyed and almost all the decorations had been destroyed. The bride was sobbing at a corner and a few of her bridal train were consoling her as I headed over to Sofia in order to help her up.

She was breathing hard and still trembling and I silently asked myself just what it was that was happening these days now, and why Sofia just have to always witness the other side of me that I always keep completely away from her. The only time she had ever seen me angry side ot me was on the day Armani had been abducted and she had thought I was disappointed in her.

I held her head against my chest as she dragged in deep breaths while still trembling against me. I was going to get her out of here right now.

Just as I was contemplating how I was going to take my leave, the father of the groom came to me and offered his thanks to me for helping them with the fight, because i was sure a lot of people here saw how I had been the one to handle most of the bad guys all on my own. Two of his sons accompanied him over, and also offered their thanks to me. Apart from the blood we shared, nothing else held us together. I think it was because we were residing in different countries.

After some time, I was finally able to leave the now destroyed church, with Sofia turned shsindt my arm. I wasn’t sure this church was going to host a mafia’s related wedding any time soon, after what had taken place today.

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I FaceTimed Armani that evening, some hours after we had returned back home from the wedding. Sofia’s was currently snuggled on my chest and it warmed my heart at how she and Armani were conversing really well, like they’ve been friends for a while now.

After the conversation had ended, Sofia went all quiet and was just satisfied with tugging at the hum of the shirt I had on, but I had a feeling that something was on her mind.