Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 74

Sofia’s POV

Our eyes locked and my lips fell open for a few seconds until he broke the eye contact and lifted his phone which was in his hand and placed it against his ear– which was finally when I stared down at my feet and puffed out a harsh breath, knowing there was no way in hell I’d be able to actually say what I had planned to come say in here in the first place.

“I’ll see you later.” Luca’s voice washed around me and I glanced back up to find him watching me while still on the phone.

“Fuck off, James.” He said with a small snort and I noticed the way a small smoke tugged at the side of his lips before he finally pulled the phone away from his ear and placed it on the big desk, and I jolted on noticing that he was already done with with whoever it was that he was speaking to on the phone.

My finger was still on the door knob and I knew just how slow and dumb I must be appearing to him right now.

I am so pathetic.

I pulled my finger off the door knob and rubbed the sweaty fingers against the side of my jeans as my lips began to move.

“Um, I’m sorry to have disturb you,” The words slipped out of my lips on a small whisper and I turned around and made to leave his office, feeling like I was going to sick.

“Stop right there.”

The moment those words washed over me, I find myself freezing in my tracks and shivering a little as my blinked a couple of times.

“Close the door.” I heard Luca’s voice echo quietly around the office, but it was more than loud in my ear and I found myself moving forward, my breath hitched in my throat as I placed my hands on the door and pushed on it until it closed and clicked shut, shutting me into the office with Luca.

Just what had I gotten myself into this afternoon.

“Come here, Sofia.” His voice called out and the breath that had been hitched in my throat all stuttered out as I turned around and found myself walking forward until I was standing before his desk, my eyes glancing around different parts of the office and trailing over the paintings hanging on the wall without registering what it was that was drawn in each painting.

“What did you need before?” He asked and I sucked my lower lip into my mouth, lowering my eyes to stare at my feet. I lifted my head and my eyes locked with his for a few seconds before my heart stuttered fearfully and I had averted my gaze with another hitch of my breath.

“Um, I-” I paused what I was about to say and pushed my hair out of my face with my sweaty fingers, feeling my heart hammer nervously against the inside of my chest and the sides of my ribs due to how nervous I was at this very moment.

“Look at me, Sofia.” He breathed out in a low voice and I found myself doing as he had ordered, my breath hitching in my throat once again, embarrassed color flooding my cheeks.

“You were saying?” He asked once our eyes were locked together once again and his gray eyes, which were framed with long curly eyelashes, stared deeply into my eyes. I averted my gaze away from his for a second before returning my eyes back to his eyes on remembering that he had asked me to look at him.

“I um, I wanted to thank-” I paused and bit on the side of my cheeks, knowing that I was going to not end up speaking about my main reason for coming in here at the end of the day.

“I wanted to thank you for taking care of me and getting me a doctor last night, and um...” I trailed off and ducked my head, color flooding my cheeks immediately in embarrassment on seeing a small smile start for tug at the sides of Luca’s lips.

He was probably trying so hard to keep his laughter under check, he was most definitely trying not to laugh at me and embarrass me further.

“You’re welcome.” His voice drifted into my ears and I glanced up immediately to stare up at him immediately, his gray eyes sucking me in and digging into my heart with how intense his stare was.

I breathed out a small sigh and started to turn around to head back outside, since we were most definitely done here.

After all, I had been unable to state my reasons for coming in here in the first place.

“Where are you going?” He asked and I paused in my tracks and pushed my hair out my face, swallowing emptily and turning back around until I was staring at him once again.

“Um, outside?” I replied after a few minutes, the reply sounding more like a question.