Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 37

Luca’s POV

I forced each forkful of food into my mouth even though I knew it was supposed to taste way better than how it was tasting at the moment, due to my sudden loss of appetite.

Swallowing the food was the hard part, trying not to have come right back out was the hard part, which made me sip a little bit of water after each forkful off food. After clearing off the plate, I shoved the tray away from me and dragged the tablets towards me on the counter. I picked up the first pack and stared at with without reading a thing off it. A sudden beep suddenly vibrated from my phone which was on my side of the counter, a few feet away from me, along with the screen of the phone lightening up at the same time, signaling the incoming of a text.

I dropped the pack of tablet back on the counter and picked up the phone which unlocked immediately once my face got scanned. I clicked on my iMessage and saw who the most recent text was from.

My cousin, Aria.

Aria and I had a weird relationship. One moment, we’d been talking for a while and suddenly we wouldn't hear from each other for months.

Aria: Hey Ricci, did I meet you at a good time?

I dropped the phone back on the counter and picked up the first pack of tablet which I had picked up before but dropped when a text came into my phone. I opened the pack and shook a couple of tablets into my palm and washed it down with a mouthful of water. I did the same for the two remaining packs of tablets on the counter before using a mouthful of water to chase the whole thing down completely.

I felt really weak.

I bent my head from side to side and started massaging my forehead when it started to pound really badly. I sighed Matilda when she walked into the kitchen once again, from the corner of my eyes.

She walked around the counter to stand at the spot opposite me where she could watch me openly. I raised my head up and nodded at the empty plate on the piece of tray where the food got served to me on.

“Thank you for the meal, Matilda.” I said to her and watched as she shook her head with a small smile before reaching forward and tugging the tray towards her to cradle it carefully in her hands. “You’re welcome.”

I picked up my phone once again and opened Aria’s text once again just as Matilda started washing my dirty plate and cutleries.

I stared at the text once again before finally typing in a reply, an honest one at that.

Luca: You honestly didn’t. What’s up with you?

I might be feeling like I fall on my face or on my ass if I dare try anything that doesn't involve— taking a shower and falling into bed to get a long ass sleep— tonight. But nevertheless, if Aria needed me urgently, then I’d go to her aid immediately.

Her reply came in almost immediately, even before I could exit her direct messages.

Aria: Is it a really, really bad time?

I rolled my eyes slightly and scrubbed my left hand over my face instantly — and regretted doing that immediately, because my left hand which smelled of tablets had been pressed against my nose, a moment ago, making me sniff in the nauseating smell into my lungs, and upsetting my insides in that process.

I sucked in a deep breath and puffed it out slowly, and repeated the action a couple of times more before finally starting to type back a reply for Aria.

Luca: It really is.

I sent the message over, because it was true. Now was a really horrible time. I started typing back another reply immediately.

Luca: Do you need my help with something?

I glanced up to find Matilda leaning against the spot beside the dishwasher while staring at me. She jolted the moment our eyes met and whirled around almost immediately, facing the dishwasher and turning her back to me.

I glanced back down towards my phone, dismissing her out of my head that same moment.

A text from Aria was already waiting for me.

Aria: I did before, but never mind since this is a bad time.

Just as I was starting in a message, another text from Aria popped on the screen.

Aria: What about tomorrow? Is tomorrow also a bad time?

I squinted down at the phone when my eyes suddenly started to sting slowly as I typed in a reply.

Luca: What’s wrong?

I waited a few minutes before my phone vibrated oh the counter beside my elbow, signaling the incoming of a text. I lifted my head from my hands and picked up the phone which opened immediately to allow me access to read the text.

Aria: I have a huge problem, which I don’t know how to solve at this point.

I read the message and let out a small sigh, why couldn’t girls learn the act of going straight to the point without beating around the bush unnecessarily.

Luca: I know you have a problem tf. Just tell me what it is.

I sent the text over and dropped the phone on the counter before sliding over the chair I had been sitting in. I moved from side to side, stretching my shoulders muscles a little while I waited for Aria’s reply.

I needed to know if she needed the said help tonight, or if she would be able to wait until tomorrow — hopefully, because I feel like shit at the moment and wasn’t sure I could go out tonight, with how bad my muscles were hurting and how my head was still pounding intensely. The moment my phone vibrated on the counter, I reached for it immediately and slid it open.

Aria: I might have offered some huge people from one of the neighboring mafias, and now they are searching for me.

I blinked as I slowly went through her text, after reading it the first time.

Luca: What?! Aria!

I swear to God, my cousins would not be the end of me.

Her reply came in a few seconds later and I slid the phone open and swept my eyes over the text.

Aria: I know, I know. It sounds really bad, but it isn’t as bad as it sounds.

A second text from her came in right after, a second later.

Aria: It’s actually really bad. I wouldn’t be reaching out to you if it isn’t.