Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 39

Luca’s POV

And that was the last I saw of her. Father said they were no longer family and had dissuaded me from daring to go to them first.

I had listened to him, despite the way a part of me suspected that my father might have been the one at fault and the cause of the fight between the two of them.

Aria had reached out to me first, she had texted me when I least expected it, a few days after my father got killed and I was still finding it hard to grasp everything that has happened. We had agreed to meet up here at home and I almost didn’t recognize her when she walked through the doors.

She was already a grown woman– something my mind and head found extremely hard to adapt to because I have only been imagining four years old Aria in my head throughout the years, only to be met with a very matured looking replica of the little girl I had grown to adore, years ago.

We had talked a little that particular evening, the air had been tense as hell and I was little to no help towards lightening the mood because I was still mourning at that very moment.

We texted on and off after then, we met up a few more times and developed our relationship a lot more, but it never got to that stage where it was when she was still a little kid. We never exchanged hugs either, but I had brushed my fingers against her hair and stroked it a little, the last time we had met up– which was close to a year, and watched as a huge smile and filled her face at that gesture which might have looked like a little thing to someone else, but was a huge thing between Aria and I.

And that was it. We texted on and off and she always came to me whenever she needed my help, and I always turned up for her immediately because she was family and because I still felt like I should have tried harder towards going to see her when my father had ordered me from doing that.

I scrolled through my phone and sent a quick text to the head of one of my security team. I was going to be needing him and his team to look into the dude and his mafia for me.

The quiet sound of the bathroom door being pushed open made me lift my head away from the phone I was staring at to stare at it as Sofia made her way out of it and pushed the door closed behind her. She didn’t look in my direction one bit as she made her way past my side of the bed, towards her side and I glanced back down at my phone when my eyes started to stare at her legs a little bit longer than necessary.

But then now I couldn’t remember what it was that I wanted to tell one of my security leads because the thoughts that were dancing and floating around in my head were those of Sofia’s slender legs wrapped around my head as I lay between her thighs, swiping my tongue ever so lightly against the edges of her dripping core.

I shook my head a little to clear it and immediately sent the text over to the security lead, with all the necessary details before turning off my data, and turning off my alarm as well. Once I was done, I placed my phone on the side table and stood up to my feet on feeling how dried up and parched up my throat was. I walked towards the water dispenser here in the bedroom and filled a cut with cold water which I poured into my throat immediately.

Walking back towards the bed and noticing how Sofia was backing my side of the bed, with her slinged up arm placed on her side. I dropped into my side of the bed and stayed on the blankets as I tried to lure sleep upon me. After a few minutes of just staring at the bright lights, I facepalmed myself mentally as I made my way out of the bed and towards the lights which were situated on the wall, beside the bedroom door. I switched off the white lights instantly, leaving the dim led ones turned on, like the way it was when I had made my way into the room, like an hour ago.

I fell into the bed and dragged in a deep breath before letting it slide out slowly. My head was still pounding, but it wasn’t as bad as it was when I hadn’t use of any of the drugs.

The sleep I had been longing for ever since I had been at the auction and at the office since the start of the day was refusing to come towards me now that I was laying in bed and willing it to come to take me in. I turned around on my side and backed Sofia with my eyes closed as I tried to will on sleep.

It was currently some minutes after one a.m and my mind started to slowly wonder why I was always sleeping this late, for a while now. I was going to have to cut this habit off as soon as possible before it starts to seriously affect my health. I work hard almost every day of the week and deserve to give my body a good night rest at least, since I neglect it enough already by not eating up to three square meal a day due to I always get little to no time for meal breaks while working, and how I over work it without barely enough rest… I think it deserves to get enough night sleep at least, that was why my muscles were hurting really bad and cramping a lot more, day after day.

I turned around and lay on my stomach with my head pillowed on my arms which were folded on the pillow, I looked towards the other side of the bed where sofia was sleeping in and watched as her chest moved ever so lightly against the blankets. I couldn’t see her face properly because she had it turned towards the other side of the room. This was the quickest she had fallen asleep since the day we got married – to today, made it the fifth day we were sleeping in bed together, and she fell asleep on a couple of those days before I return from work.

Perhaps she had finally worked it out in her mind that I wasn’t going to be doing shit to her and had finally calmed down around me, or she was just too tired to stay awake before finally giving in to sleep.

I turned towards my face the other side of the room once again and let out a small yawn.

I didn’t exactly know when I got pulled into a deep sleep, all I remember faintly was that I yawned and yawned again and buried my head into my arms even more before everything darkened up completely.