Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 94

Luca’s POV

Once I was done in the bathroom, after taking a shower and freshening up, I made my way out of the bathroom and into the walk-in closet, and then I dressed in a large sweatshirt and a pair of comfortable joggers before starting to make my way out of the closet. I pushed the door of the walk-in closet and was about to pull it close after I stepped out before my eyes landed on a startled looking Sofia who seemed to have been frozen up in a particular spot.

I pulled the door of the walk-in closet close behind me and leaned against it without taking my eyes off her and I watched as her lips parted and closed only to open and close once again.

I dragged my eyes over every feature on her face and I was almost drowning in her pretty she looked even though she was just waking up from long hours of sleep, her eyes were open wide and her blue eyes was focused on my face, locking with mine and skidding away after a moment to settle on her feet. I watched as she moved her weight from feet to feet, giving off so much nervous and flustered energy.

“Did you have a good night’s sleep,Sofia?” I breathed out in a low voice and watched as her eyes snapped up to settle on my face before she started to nod her head right as she started to reply. “Um, yes... I did.” She stuttered out a reply, dragging her eyes away from my face and darting it towards to focus her gaze on her tiny set of pale looking toes.

“And did you feel any more stomach pain throughout the middle of the night?” I started to ask after a few seconds, as soon as I started to remember what had happened last night after I had gotten home and was about to make my way straight upstairs to get some much needed rest, only to find her in a very unexpected position with one of her bodyguards.

“N-no. No more stomach pains.” She replied after a few seconds and I didn’t miss the way her cheeks started to darken as color flushed into it slowly, her eyes staring intently at her feet.

I had a feeling I knew why she was starting to feel embarrassed about it but decided not to mention it, to save her from going up in flames due to how hard she was currently blushing.

She started to move her weight from foot to foot and it seemed like she was pressing her tights against each other, and when she started to stutter a few seconds later, it hit me right in the face immediately. I nodded towards the bathroom and said in a low voice, staring into her face and holding her gaze intently. She nodded her head in a grateful way like I had saved her the stress of having to make a decision by informing me herself that she wanted to go use the bathroom.

I started to make my way out of the bathroom to give her some much needed privacy right before the door of the bathroom got pushed close after her.

I made my way downstairs, got a cup of coffee into my system and then I got into my office, locking myself into it and starting to sort out the things I had been working on last week, separating what needed to be separated and sorting out what needed to be sorted out.

I was on a call with James and we had been msking arrangements on how we were going to meet up, when I had heard a knock that was way too soft for it to be one of Sarah’s or Matilda’s, and so I invited the person in without getting off the call with James. She made her way into the office after spending over two minutes behind the door in what I had quickly figured out to be overthinking her decision to come to my office.

She was hesitant as fuck and very awkward as she stuttered over her words way too much for her to make any sense, her face was also appearing really stressed. And so I had gotten off the phone, dismissing James instantly because I didn’t need anything else to distract me from the bundle of nervousness standing before me in a red top and jeans which seemed like it was clinging to her thighs way too tightly.

It was the first time I was seeing her thighs fully covered and not being exposed, and it didn’t help one bit like I had been thinking it would, instead– when she had turned around and the way her ass which seemed like it has gotten even perky, stared me in my face and I was mesmerized for a few moments before getting a hold of myself and ordering her to stop in her tracks and push the door back into place, when she had pulled it open and was about to make her way out without still speaking about her actual reason for coming in here in the first place.

And the instant she had frozen up in her tracks after I had ordered her to, it had moved something which I couldn’t for the life of me, place my fingers on it. It was a really fierce and wild feeling and as she had turned around without any hesitations the moment I had asked her to, and the lost and nervous facial expression on her face – it had made me want to get up from my seat and take her into my arms.

I hated how she was so nervous around me and all I wanted to do at that moment, was to lift her up into my arms, because after lifting her up last night, I knew she weight next to nothing and it wouldn’t be hard for me to hold her in my arms, on my thighs as I reassure her that it was all going to be alright, to stroke the nervousness out of her body until she’d be relaxed enough to fall asleep, right there in my arms.

That thought hasn’t taken me off guard that way they had done the very first time they had made their appearance in my head, but that didn’t mean they weren’t usual feelings and emotions I usually feel towards any kind of woman. I placed my hands on the table, ordering her to hold my gaze, which she did immediately after being told, her eyes fluttering as it settled on mine like I had instructed.

I guided her through breathing in her out before I even knew what I was doing on seeing that she wasn’t even dragging breaths into her lungs due to how nervous and strung up she currently was, and the amount of satisfaction watching her do as I instructed, for her own good, left a huge amount of satisfaction in the deepest part of my heart.