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Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 407

Luca’s pov

Reminding myself to have a word with Sofia’s guards tomorrow morning, I kept staring at the shorts Sofia correctly has on. She’s currently putting a few things together at the kitchen counter while I sat by the other side of the counter, tapping away on my phone a little, because every now and then, my eyes kept straying towards Sofia.


Luca’s pov

Reminding myself to have a word with Sofia’s guards tomorrow morning, I kept staring at the shorts Sofia correctly has on. She’s currently putting a few things together at the kitchen counter while I sat by the other side of the counter, tapping away on my phone a little, because every now and then, my eyes kept straying towards Sofia.

It just couldn’t ne helped. It cannot even be questioned, because of how good she always looks.

It’s almost like she looked impossibly good right now. The new hairstyle has completely transformed her face, promoting her from ridiculously gorgeous to outrageously, out-of-this-world gorgeous.

Which is why, it’s almost impossible for me to not keep staring at her. And as I did, my eyes kept straying to the shorts she had on. It was a really tiny one in the soft color blue which she liked so much. The top she had on was a crop one as well, which made it more harder for me to not keep sneaking gleaned at her.

Sometime later, I gave up trying to get anything done on my phone, choosing to just sit back and watch Sofia.

The undersides of her asscheeks were peaking out of her shorts, and that drove me crazy. I want to sink my teeth into the soft skin of that part of her body before soothing it with my tongue. I also want to spank her in that particular spot until it turned a beautiful shade of pink, which would match with the flush of her cheeks in a really endearing way.

I cocked my head to the side as I began to speak.

“Do you walk around the house in shorts this tiny?” I asked, watching as Sofia freeze up for a few moments before throwing me a glance, and then she stared down at her shorts for a second.

“I do! It’s really pretty, isn’t it?” She asked without glancing st me, prompting a scowl to spread out on my face at the thought of her walking around the house in nothing but this, where her guards can leer at her, looking at what’s mine without my permission.

I didn’t like that feeling one bit.

After I arrived home hours ago and had spend sometimes with Sofia in the bedroom, Sofia suggested we go eat dinner since it’s already late. After eating said dinner, she wanted to prepare a little something for herself and I offered to stay with her immediately, wanting to spend every second I can with her.

“Indeed, it is.” I murmured, eyes still glued to her shorts. I pushed out of my seat and pressed up against her, hands sliding around her waist as I pillowed my chin on her head. Sofia giggled, head tilting backwards to press a tiny kiss against my jaw before continuing what she was preparing, which looked like some sort of milkshake because she was adding all that she was slicing into a blender.

“Why don’t you ask Matilda to do this instead?” I asked, not liking the thought of her stressing herself unnecessarily in any way. Sofia shook her head adamantly, insisting that this was sort of relaxing to her, and I hummed in response, hands gripping her hips firmly and moulding her body against mine.

“I don’t like you wearing things this tiny around the house when I’m out.” I murmured after some moments, because I just couldn’t help it.

Sofia stiffened for a moment, and then she turned around in my arms to stare up at me.

“But it’s cute! It’s very pretty.”

I let out a small sigh and lifted her up, placing her on an empty pot on the counter, and then I continued to speak as I positioned myself between her thighs.

“I never said it wasn’t, bunny. I just do not like the thought of you walking around in something like this. I don’t like the thought of other men getting to see you like this.” I explained, hands gripping her thighs and tugging her to the edge of the counter.

A small, adorable pout was on her lips but she still grabbed unto my biceps, eagerly accepting the feeling of my lips against hers in the next moment.

“But, I can wear this for only you?” She asked when I released her lips, sounding extremely breathless while blinking her eyes up at me. I grinned down at her and delivered a light spank over her ass that made her jolt a little.

“Of course, bunny. Only I get to see you in things this ridiculously flimsy, it turns my brain into a gooey mush.” I confessed, stealing another breathless kiss from her before she could respond.

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“So, bunny.” I murmured, brushing her hair out of her face and thumping a drop of paint that had landed on her cheek at this very moment.

It’s been a week since things have been good once again between Sofia and I, and as the day slowly went by, things continued to get even between the both of us.

“My company is hosting a gathering. It’s one of the handfuls of gatherings that happens annually, and I’d be needing a plus one, so you’d be coming with me. How’s that?”

Sofia glanced at me with a little shock on her face, and then she pointed out to me that she has never been to my company before, nor anything that concerns it, which made me berate myself so much, because there had been a lot of instances whereby I could have invited her to come pay me a visit at the office.

Promising myself I’d be doing just that from now henceforth, I recounted what this particular gathering entails to Sofia, and of course, she was eager to come with me by the end of it.

It was in a few days time, and when the day finally arrived, which was on a Friday, at nighttime, it didn’t take long for Sofia and I to get ready.

Sofia was dressed in a beautiful gold dress, and I matched with her by adding a few gold details to my outfit. Her dress was dazzling and completely breathtaking as usual, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her for more than two seconds.

Everything was going really well, but as we made our way into the large hall where the gathering was being hosted in, I couldn’t stop the shock that went through my entire body on noticing a particular person in the crowd.

It was Lola.

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