Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 34

Luca’s POV

I signed as I sank into my seat at the office. After a few seconds of me just sitting and catching my breath, I stood up and took off my suit jacket before hanging it on the back of my seat. I thumbed open my first few buttons and sighed out again.

It’s been a really stressful day and the day isn't over yet. I was super thankful the appointments for the day were over, and that all that’s left for me to do is to create proposals and timetables, a chore which I’ve been putting off for about a week now.

All in all, the auction was the most stressful of all the appointments today and like I predicted while I was still there, I had slowly developed a headache as the day slowly went by. It was currently a little bit after eight in the night and I’ve already had something to eat on the way back from my last appointment for the day.

Now, all I wanted to do was to go home, take a cold shower and fall asleep… preferably pressed up against a certain woman who has been occupying my bed for the past few days without any sort of body contact of any form.

I wasn’t even thinking dirty or sexual at the moment, I just needed to get a deep and long, much needed sleep, and I was sure it would feel nice to have her small body curled up into my side even though I’ve never had a body that wasn’t mine, in my bed, apart from my younger brother, while we were still growing up.

He’d come into my room on some nights, too scared to be able to fall back asleep on his own after waking up to the sound of our father arguing loudly with someone and threatening the fuck out of them. I could remember how disgusted and disappointed dad had looked at him on the day he found out his second son was apparently ‘too girly’ and ‘a cry baby’ that was too soft to act like a man and remain in strong risky situations like he was supposed to know how to do.

I wonder how Sofia would react if gunshots suddenly echo around the house in the middle of the night. Would she curl up into my side immediately like she was trying to dig a hole into my skin and hide away in it? Or would she remain curled into herself, shivering in fear while staring at me with those wide blue eyes of hers, while fear and terror swim through it.

I had a feeling it was going to be the second option, because knowing how Sofia was, and how she was always so scared and jumpy around me, I knew she was extremely scared of me, probably due to all the horrors she has heard about me before she got married to me, which I was sure would make it a lot hard for her to trust me to that extent.

From the look of things, it was going to take a really long while before we’d be able to get to that stage, because she was always so tense and worked up around me. I’ve been tempted to ask her the reason for those reactions a few times but had decided to drop it because I didn’t want to give her a reason to stress about.

Not like I was ever going to be able to hurt her even if I wanted to, I couldn’t even bring myself to imagine doing something to her that could make her cry. All I want to do to her is to take her into my arms and feel the nervousness drain out of her muscles as I stroke my fingers through her dark hair which feels just as soft as her skin, leaving her slack and relaxed on my laps.

I reached for my phone and the screen lit up immediately the Face ID got automatically scanned over my face. The time was already at nine, a few minutes past eight , and I still haven’t started what I wanted to do. By the looks of things, I don’t think I’ll still be able to get any of the work I had planned to get back to, tonight.

James had headed somewhere else after our last appointment since he didn’t have any work done that couldn’t wait, but I had decided to come back to the office. Not because the work couldn’t wait, because the sure way hell could. I was the owner of the company and if I still haven’t gotten a thing ready even when it was needed, no one was going to question me, no one could.

Except James, that is.

That clown.

I’d have headed home on a normal day, but because I was already married and almost didn’t know how I was going to act around Sofia, I had silently agreed with myself that I’ll only head home when it’s almost midnight, by then, I am a hundred percent sure she’d have been fast asleep.

I dragged my fingers through my hair as I felt air whoosh out from my lungs, I was beyond stressed and wasn’t too sure I’d be coming to the office tomorrow, by the look of things.

But then immediately I remembered that my little wife was going to be around the house throughout tomorrow, the plans about staying into tomorrow and not coming to work dwindled into nothing, desolating into thin air almost instantly.