Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 50

Luca’s POV

I sighted Williams just as I lifted my head up from its bent posture as he was just stepping out of the elevator and glancing around the whole hallways, his eyes lingering on everywhere all at once– probably in search of me.

I watched as he finally decided to allow his eyes to travel further down the hallway, which was when he noticed me. Our eyes locked for a fleeting moment when he was looking everywhere at once. He paused in his tracks and dragged his eyes back to mind on recognition and was already starting to make his way towards me immediately, down the hallway.

He paused a few feet away from me and stared down at me– because I was still sitting in the chair I had decided to sit in while waiting for Aria to be done with her surgery. He was in a plaid shirt and a dark pair of jeans, appearing way more casual than I’d ever imagine him to ever pull off.

“Hello Luca.” He said after a little while and I nodded my head once at him before uttering a quiet, “Williams.”

He took a few steps backwards until he was leaning against the wall on that side of the hallway. I watched as he allowed his head to roll and drop back against the wall just as he shoved his hands deep into his pockets.

The last time I could remember when I had seen him last, had to be on the day I officially got into the mafia. Everyone had been present that day, including his fathers and two more brothers of his. Aria had been absent because women were not allowed into something like that seeing as it is a private topic the male gender alone.

There, a tattoo got drawn on the skin of the left hand side, of my elbow upwards, around my bicep area— in the presence of everyone. The ones who had openly objected when the committee for that day had asked the whole crowd if they would like to object to my coronation – had been ordered to exit the premises immediately, by my father, because he had still been alive then.

Williams along with his father and his male siblings had all shown up on that day as well, probably because they were undoubtedly hoping a ton of people would choose the fact that Williams should be the new mafia lord instead of me. But things didn’t turn out that way and everybody was a little bit too eager to declare me as the new future mafia lord on that fateful day.

“How is she now?” He asked quietly from his spot against the wall and I breathed out a slow sigh, feeling my chest expand with the pressure of me letting the breath slip into my lungs and out of it ever so slowly, prolonging the drag of each breath and making it last really long.

“Still in surgery.” I replied in a quiet voice, my voice sounding almost scratchy to my own ears. I ran my fingers through my hair, feeling the texture of the curls dig into my palm in a way that tells me that my hair was currently in an absolute mess.

“Fuck.” He cursed quietly, throwing his head back against the wall the same way I had done after being informed of the kind of situation she was in.

It was currently some minutes to eight p.m and my head was full of pounding at this point. I knew it takes a lot to weaken me, but I was low on food, water and rest at this particular moment, leaving my system and body vulnerable to a lot of things at this very moment.

The doctor who had seen to me and explained all what I need to know about the surgery started to come back out, towards the hallway, where he had passed through while leading my cousin away to surgery, along with some nurses and other doctors.

I got to my feet the moment he got close to where I was sitting and I felt my insides tangle and squeeze tight against each other before dropping deep into my stomach. He finally got to where I was standing and inserted his hands into his too-big coat and grimaced visibly, his shoulders pulled high against his ear for a few seconds before relaxing and lowering into its normal posture, a few moments later.

“How is she?” I demanded a few moments later when it felt like the silence between us was starting to get heavier as the seconds slowly went by.

Williams, who had been leaning against the wall of the hospital, pushed off his spot there and closed the small distance between him and the other side of the doctor.

“She’s doing fine. The surgery was a success.” The doctor finally announced and there was no way I could stop the relieved, loud sigh that escaped my lips the moment his words sank into my head, sending a huge rush of relief into my head and through my veins.

“Thank fuck.” I whispered beneath my breath and panted hard a couple more times before finally trying to put my breathing under control.

“Hello doctor. I am Williams.” Williams started to say from the other side of the doctor and the both of us turned towards him and settled our eyes on him at the same time.

“Williams Ricci. Aria’s older brother.” He continued a few moments later and I almost snorted at that particular moment.

The doctor stared at him quietly before turning back to me and taking a long look at me.

“Oh, hello Mr Williams.” He finally said as he turned back to Williams and offered him a handshake which Williams accepted immediately.

“How’s my sister doing please?” He asked and the doctor brushed his hands lightly against his large coat before digging them into the two pockets available on both sides of his coat.

“She’s responding to treatments just fine for now, since she got here. Which is a really good sign.” The doctor paused and turned towards me before continuing, “Her body system is really strong for being able to fight off the complete effect for that long. The researches we carried out on her said the substances had been injected into her veins for over three hours. That’s a really long time when it comes to those drugs and how they work.

“Is she going to be alright?” Williams pressed on once again but the doctor remained quiet, another small grimace making its way unto his face once again.

“Should I be having this conversation with him?” The doctor glanced up at me and asked the question. I didn’t need to glance up at Willows to see the scowl already on his face and the way he was staring at the doctor in an unbelievable manner like he couldn’t believe the guts or the doctor– I could feel his deep gaze digging a hole into my head just fine.