Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 355

Luca’s POV

What have I done?

That question kept echoing around the insides of my head and ears as soon as I realized what it was that I had done.

I hastily pulled away from the creamy couch here in my office, stumbling towards the bathroom and slamming the door shut.

I stood before the mirror in the bathroom and took in my entire appearance, mouth twisting in disgust as I looked my reflection up and down.

My suit jacket had long been discarded and a few of my shirt buttons were unbuttoned, one of the buttons was nowhere to be found. My shirt was wrinkled and untucked, and my pants were still open, hanging off my hips a little.

Fuck.

I cursed quietly as I raked my fingers through my hair.

I had had sex with Alexa.

I couldn’t believe what I had done.

A low heat began to bubble in my stomach and I knew it was definitely nausea.

I tore off and discarded the condom I had on, reaching for the tap to wash my hands and splash water over my face.

I let out a string of curses as I thought over what it was that I had done, as I zipped up my pants and did up my belt, and after a few more minutes, I made my way back into my office, closing the bathroom’s door behind me.

I was raking my fingers through my hair and paused mid rake as soon as my eyes landed on Alexa, and anger bloomed in my chest almost immediately.

A scowl darkened my face. “What are you still doing here?”

She rolled her eyes, hands moving through her brown curls. I noted that she was already dressed up once again, thankfully.

“I’m just getting my hair to look a bit presentable, then I’d be out of your hair.” She responded.

A low feeling of shame engulfed me in that moment and I averted my gaze to glare down at my feet, feeling like the shittiest person ever.

A clear image of Sofia’s angelic face with her oe eyes flowed into my head at that moment and the nausea in my stomach only managed to intensify.

How could I have done something like that?

I asked myself just as Alexa began to speak, breaking the silence in the room.

“You know, you really did a number on me tonight, even way better than I remembered it being.” She murmured with a low giggle, throwing me a suggestive glance as she spoke, which only made me feel shittier than I was already feeling.

“Perhaps your wife wasn’t –”

“Alexa.” I called out sharply, and the glare on my face right now made her pause as she swallowed the rest of her words.

“Are you done?” I demanded on noticing she wasn’t moving her hand through her hair any longer.

She nodded her head. “Yeah, I am. But–”

I shook my head sharply, pointing at her bag on the second couch. “Get that.”

“Now, leave.” I said to her after she had picked up her bag.