Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 8

Sofia’s POV

I slowly ascended the row of stairs and paused three stairs to the final landing on seeing two men standing there. I stared confusingly at them, wondering what it was that they were looking for. My eyes zeroed in on their weapons strapped on their similar attire as I brushed my hair out of my face.

Oh, Luca’s guards. But Luca wasn’t home… or was he?

“Good morning, ma’am.” They both echoed at the same time and in sync, bowed their heads down a little. My mouth widened and I shook my head immediately with a wave of my hand.

“No, no… are you sure I am the one you actually want to speak with?” I asked in confusion.

“Yes, Ma’am. We were ordered here by Mr Ricci and starting from this moment, the both of us are officially your two bodyguards.” One of the two men responded immediately and I breathed out a small sigh, of course I was going to be assigned body guards immediately who were going to monitor every bit of my life starting from this moment, like they said.

“Don’t address me as ‘Ma’am’ please, ‘Sofia’ is fine.” I informed them in the next second as the term ‘ma’am’ sounded really weird for me to be addressed as. It also sounded like it was used to address really older women, and not an eighteen year old girl.

“I am afraid we wouldn’t be able to do that, ma’am. It’s our duty to thoroughly respect and protect you. We addressing you as your first name is a taboo, we’re so sorry ma’am.” The second guard said this time and they both bowed their heads down a little at the apology at the end of the sentence. I watched them silently for a few seconds before nodding my head in understanding, of course our rules and beliefs just have to be extra toxic as well.

“The housekeeper is already here and the cook has been patiently waiting for you to come down so you could tell her what it is you want to be prepared for you.” The second guard continued and I blinked a couple of times before nodding my head as a sign that I was listening to him.

“Mr Ricci asked us to relay a few messages to you.” He paused and my heartbeat quicked for a fleeting moment.

“Oh, he isn’t around?” I asked the guard because I was starting to get confused. The guard thankfully answered immediately unlike the guards back at home who would have rolled their eyes had my brother and I ask them any kind of question.

“He already left for work, ma’am, which was why he called us over at the wee hours of today.” He answered and once I gave a nod of my head, he continued.

“Mr Ricci said we are to accompany you to the electronics so you can get a phone, he also said we should head to the bank where you would be assigned a black card in his name with no limit and… is something wrong, Mrs Ricci?” The guard suddenly trailed off to ask and I blinked my eyes a few times to take off the tiny daze that came over me a few seconds ago.

“No, there’s nothing wrong. Everything's fine.” I replied and clasped my hands together as I slowly dragged in deep breaths into my lungs.

I was going to get a new phone today? That means I could reach my younger brother?

I had no idea I was going to be given a phone so fast into the marriage, after all, the one I had been using before got seized before the wedding because my father believes I wouldn’t be needing that piece of device while going into marriage, and that if I please my husband and do whatever he requests of me, then maybe he’d decide to get me a phone. And so I had not been hoping for a phone to be given to me any time soon, and that thought definitely didn’t cross my mind one bit this morning since I couldn’t even please him last night, now did I?

“Mrs Ricci? Would you like to sit down for a bit?” The second guard asked and I blinked again on realizing that I had unconsciously zoned out on them once again. I tightened my hold on my hands, feeling a little uneasy around them and also reassuring myself that they wouldn’t dare do a thing to me because of how badly Luca was feared.

“Yes, thank you.” I replied so as not to come off as a rude person to them, and because my legs were starting to hurt.

I ascended the last of the stairs and they immediately parted for me to walk through their midst. I hesitated for a few moments before I left walking past them, fully aware that they were like giants beside me. I walked further into the unfamiliar but extremely beautiful and expensive house until I arrived at the sitting room.

The sitting room was a really wide room that contained white and blue colored couches and a few small throw pillows on each particular couch. Even the couch was expensive looking as the edge of each one has some kind of golden intricate carved into each shiny wood in different swiny designs. It was really beautiful.

I sank into one and breathed out a sigh, this place which looked so much like the hotels I’ve seen in a few movies. My parents' house wasn’t small, mind you. It was big, and really sophisticated. But compared to Luca’s house, it was actually small.

But then Luca was the mafia lord, what was I expecting?

The guards didn’t sit down on the couch like I expected and instead stood on different parts of the couch which I was currently sitting on.

“Are you comfortable, ma’am?” The guard who has suggested I sit down asked and I let out a tiny smile at him in appreciation. “Yes, I am. Thank you very much.” I replied, wishing I didn’t have to be referred to with so much formality and respect.

“So as I was saying before, Mr Ricci said we are to accompany you to the bank where you would be assigned a black card with no limit to the card, which means you can spend whatever amount you want from the card without…” He continued to explain but trailed off immediately when I started speaking.

“I know what a black card is.” I informed him because I didn’t want them to think I was a dumb, little girl which might give them the impression that I most definitely didn’t want them to have of me.

“Oh, my bad. I’m sorry, ma’am.” He apologized immediately and I waved my right hand, brushing his apology off.

“It’s alright, er… what are your names?”

“My name’s Ethan, ma’am.” The first guard replied with a little bow of his head and the second guard took over from him almost immediately.

“And I am Ryan, ma’am.”