Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 61

Sofia’s POV

The first thing I came to was low, unclear voices which were blending into each other, making it hard for me to figure out who was who. I blinked my eyes open and winced immediately as bright lights shown into my eyes really intensely that I had to close my eyes back for a few seconds before finally blinking my eyes open slowly once again.

What happened? I asked myself as my eyes started trailing over every near you detail it could lay its gaze on. I turned my head around and stared straight down, the familiarity of the room I was currently in registered into my head slowly and I blinked once again in confusion.

I was… in the sitting room?

I stared down at the white couch I was currently lying on, recognizing the couch immediately as one of the ones in the sitting room. I pushed myself up to a sitting position and let out a sharp noise when that sudden movement made a sharp pain tug at the inside of my head and my stomach at the same time.

I didn’t notice the set of heads that turned around sharply the second I let out a pained cry– one moment, I was clutching my forehead with my first hand while my other hand was around my stomach, and in the next moment, someone was crouching down before me and grabbing the hand wrapped around my forehead. I squeezed my eyes shut and swallowed down the second cry of pain that was starting to build up in my neck when another biting pain vibrated in the middle of my head.

“Hey, hey… look at me.” Luca’s voice came out sounding calm and low as it drifted into my ear slowly and I felt the hand holding my right fingers captive tightened their grip a little. I slide my eyes open and stared at Luca– who was crouched down on the floor beside the couch I was currently on.

Never in my life did I ever imagined that I’d be in this kind of position.

Never did I ever imagine that The popular Mafia lord would one day be crouched down beside me, holding my hand in his and staring at me with an unreadable facial expression on his face.

Or it could be that he was pissed at me for acting like a child and passing out embarrassingly like a child instead of me acting like a grown wife…

I blinked once, feeling his grey eyes staring into mine deeply and I felt an embarrassed color rush into my cheeks after a few seconds, which made me duck my head and suck in an audible sharp breath as another stab of pain flowed into the lower abdomen of my stomach, a small scream dying at the back of my throat.

“Sofia?” I heard him call out, his deep voice rumbling out of his chest as it crept over my body to slide into my head.

I huffed out a deep breath and raised my head up to stare at him, our eyes locking once again – and I briefly noticed that the top buttons of the black shirt he had on were hanging open to reveal the brown skin of his chest and a bit of the sharp collar bones around his shoulders which were glistening a little like they he was a little beat sweaty at the moment.

I dragged my eyes away from his chest area with more color staining my cheeks redder when my eyes suddenly zeroed in on a coffee brown nipple which peaked out of one side of his unbuttoned shirt.

“Did you overdose?” Luca asked, no emotion crossing his face and I felt my heartbeat start to slow down a little. I didn’t know what to make of the question at first and so I stared confusingly at him while blinking a little for a few seconds before the brief encounter I had with Ryan right before I passed out, glowed brightly in my head.

“Overdosed? No I didn’t.” I started to say to Luca immediately with a small shake of my head while staring wildly at him.

Of course I didn’t overdose.

“Are you sure?” He asked and I felt his him release his hold on my fingers, leaving my fingers to rest against the couch and for some weird reason, I started to feel cold and chilly all of a sudden– making my mind start to drift towards the day at the hospital whereby the moment his touch had left my skin, I had started feeling cold immediately.

“I am.” I whispered, wondering why it was so hard for him to believe me.

I didn’t overdose, now did I?

“Did you take something then? That made you start having some side effects which affected your stomach and ended up making you pass out.” Luca continued and I started to shake my head at him even before he could finish speaking.

I started to slow down the shaking movement of my head after his complete sentence started to sink into my head.

I… I had taken something.

“Um,” I started to say and noticed the way his eyes narrowed a little bit, his eyes getting a bit sharper as well as he pinned me with a hard gaze– harder than the one he makes use of while staring at me on a normal day.

Not like any day here after I got married off to him had felt like a normal day to me.

I ducked my head down and swallowed emptily, feeling the movement of my parched throat almost hurting like I had suddenly developed a soreness of the throat.