Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 359

Sofia’s pov

I facetimed Kayla later during the day and we talked about a lot of random things while I added the finishing touches to the painting I had begun to work on today.

After the call with her, I finally exited the art room and made my way into the kitchen, then to the walk-in freezer in order to get a drink.

That’s where I come across Armani.

I jolted when I came across him, having not been expecting to come across anyone, and also because I had almost forgotten about Armani’s existence here in the house.

He grinned at me apologetically on realizing that he had startled me but I brushed his apology off and retrieved the drink I had come in here to talk.

And after that, Armani fell into steps beside me and we began to make our way out of the walk-in freezer, talking about the weather and some other random things.

I broke the news about me expanding my arts to him, and as expected, he was very impressed and excited for me, congratulating me earnestly and smiling warmly at me.

We hung out in the kitchen as we slurped on our drinks, perched around the seats before the island in the kitchen.

I couldn’t help but still be awed about the fact that I was currently talking with Luca’s brother right now, someone whom I never even knew existed until that time when Luca had taken me into that particular room that night, where we had slowed danced in. It was almost hard to believe that he had gotten hurt after getting kidnapped about a month ago, which was all my fault.

Despite how much time Luca had taken to reassure me that it wasn’t my fault, I couldn’t help but still cling to the fact that I had been at fault in that situation.

A particular image of me flinching away from Luca because I had thought he was going to hit me. I knew that action had shocked and hurt him, and the fact that we’re yet to talk about it, was eating me up from the inside.

But at least I wasn’t thinking about it every damn time line I used to do when the entire thing had still been so fresh in my head.

I glanced up at Armani who was gulping down his energy drink, silently feeling grateful for the hundredth time that he was perfectly fine now.

He caught me staring after a few seconds and arched a brow at me, but I huffed as I averted my gaze, going back to taking another sip of my cool drink.

“Are you okay?” Armani asked after a few moments, voice light and almost tethering towards it being teasing, but I knew he genuinely wanted to find out if I was doing fine.

I gave a few nods of my head after a little while.

“I am.”

“Are you sure?” He inquired and I hummed a little in response.

“Yeah, I actually am. I just had some unpleasant thoughts which I got a little bit lost in, that’s all.” I respond offhandedly, trying to brush his worry off.

“Anything you wanna talk about?”

I mulled over his words a little before shaking my head, forcing a small smile on my face.

“No, not really. It’s actually not that important.”

And it really wasn’t important, at least in a situation like this, I really couldn’t tell Armani about what I had been thinking about, because it mostly involved him, and I’m sure it’s only going to make him feel really bad.

“Are you sure?” He prodded furthermore.

A small smile tugged at the sides of my lips. Armani was a sweet soul, I really shouldn’t be worrying him right now.

I slid off the seat and smiled widely at him in order to reassure him more as I spoke.

“I really am fine, for real.”