Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 48

Luca’s POV

I placed Aria carefully into the back seat of my car before sliding in and settling in carefully beside her. Her head wobbled around the seat uncontrollably and I held her against my side as the driver started the car and started to pull out of the spot it was packed in, into the busy streets once again.

Once the car was moving at a steady pace again, I loosened my arms from around Aria’s body and placed her until she was leaning the side of the door with her head leaning backwards against the headrest, to avoid it from hitting the window of the car incase it jolts up unexpectedly again like it has been doing.

Aria mumbled something incoherent and I leaned towards the front of where I was sitting and clicked on a black button, and a dark glass slid up immediately, demarcating the back side of the car from the front and giving me much needed privacy.

Showing any kind of affection before my guards wasn’t something I was used to, and I didn’t want them to start thinking I wasn’t the cold, heartless person they used to think I was, hence the demarcation glass– because I was leaning towards Aria in the next second and touching my hand lightly against her forehead to check if she was running temperature, which she thankfully wasn’t.

She moved her head around without opening her eyes and I moved my fingers through her hair slowly, watching her deep in announcing state, a deep feeling of restlessness settling above her in such a huge wave, to the extent that I was able to tell myself.

“You’re fine now.” I whispered quietly as I moved my fingers through her hair once again, feeling my chest squeeze together tightly and tenderly when her face scrunched up for a few seconds before relaxing once again.

I was hoping none of the drugs those boys had injected into her wasn’t going to have any serious effect on her, feeling anger and rage course through my veins and blood at the thought of Ivan injecting the said drugs into her veins just to have his sick way with her. I was tempted to order the car to be turned back around just so I could get back there and beat his ass up.

But Aria was my complete priority now and all that matters now was about me getting her safely to the hospital and ensuring that she was truly fine.

I dug out my phone from my pocket and turned my data on almost immediately, wincing and quickly silencing the phone and hearing a thousand pings go off at once, a quick second later as tons of notifications came into my phone all at once.

The plentiest notifications seemed to be coming in from my gmail app and I tapped on the icon first and it opened immediately. The first thing my eyes captured before the app automatically refreshes itself was that particular share offer from a certain company — a particular email which I had promised myself I was going to hand over to my secretaries to check them out and get back to me, but had completely forgotten about it until this very moment.

They might have been thinking about how rude I was and how I hadn’t even bothered gracing them with a single reply.

But it definitely wasn’t like that one bit.

The tons of emails that had come in all had business-related headings and I scrolled through everything without bothering to open any of the messages, knowing damn well that I wasn’t going to be opening any of those emails.

I was going to have to end up giving this particular email up and handling it over to my secretaries to handle and manage themselves and create a new one once again, the way I had done with my last two emails which I had ended up giving up due to the amount of deals that comes in from there, which I was way too busy to handle on my own.

I closed the email app without clicking on any of the mails and clicked on my iMessage app, completely turning a blind app to the rest of the social media related apps where thousands of notifications were waiting for me.

Some messages were waiting for me already like I had expected, and I scrolled through the list of new messages, seeing that James had sent in a couple of new messages… but I wasn’t in the mood to discuss a thing with him yet, so I didn’t bother replying to the text or even clicking it open before scrolling past it. There was a few more messages from one of the heads of one of my warehouses but I ignored it, promising myself I was going to see it later tonight.

And with that, I exited the app and clicked on the side of the button on my phone, turning off the screen of the phone before I placed it on one of my thigh and glanced upwards from the demarcation glass as I slowing ran my hands through my hair, my curls tangled against each other a little, due to the fact that I had combed my fingers through it a thousand times today, thereby ruining the curls and whatever hair treatments I had put into it this morning.

The car suddenly moved upwards and into a porthole and the back of the car moved upwards unexpectedly. I quickly reached my hand out to steady Aria as she bounced around on the seat before she mistakenly end up hitting her head against the window or the car or worse, the roof.

The car got steady once again and I slowly untangled my hand from her arm and watched as she relaxed against the backrest of the seat once again. I checked her pulse and placed my fingers against her nose trills to ensure that she was still breathing perfectly, which it seemed like she was doing, thankfully.

The car finally slowed down before stopping and parking into a particular spot in the hospital premises. I clicked on the same black button and the dark glass which had demarcated the car slowly slid down, back into its place just as my side of the car got pulled open by the driver.

“I got out of the car and pulled Aria into my arm as I lifted to my full height and started to make my way into the kitchen. Aria felt extremely light like I had expected and I raised her upwards until she was pressed up against my chest as I carefully but quickly made my way into the hospital building. The doctors and nurses fell around themselves as soon as they sighted me and a stretcher got wheeled out some moments later and I carefully laid her on it, with the help of a male nurse– even though I didn’t need any help with laying her down on the stretcher– I mean, she weighted next to nothing in my arms.

She got wheeled into a room upstairs and I waited outside and paced around in the hallway as they busied over her inside the hospital room.

Not wanting to stay still because I know I was going to start to imagine different bad things that could end up happening to Aria— and also not wanting to keep on walking about because my whole body was starting to really hurt again and I could already feel my body system start to weaken once again, the way it had almost ended up shutting down, last night.

I ended up leaning against a wall and I banged my head against the wall a few times, and feeling my headache grow more intense with every smack and hit against the wall.

My phone started to vibrate in my suit pockets and I dug the phone out in the next second.

James' name flashed on the screen of the phone but I ended the call and inserted the phone back into my pocket once again. I knew he wasn’t going to call again, which I was grateful and thankful for.