Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Chapter 215

Sofia’s POV

Luca’s hand was outstretched in invitation and I slipped my hand into his, allowing him to help me out

of the car. Paparazis started to take thousands of pictures of the both of us at once and tried to shove

mics and cameras into our faces, and I felt like I was getting close in the midst of all of them with the

way the noise went up a high notch. I squeezed hard on Luca's hand and pressed myself into his side,

trying not to fall on my birthday due to how my legs were wobbling a little in the heels I had on at the

moment.

A few seconds kayer, the guards came out of nowhere and started to shove the paparazzi out of the

way in an instant. I watched as one of the female paparazzi he’ll down as she got pushed, and I felt a

pang of pity for hrt, and that feeling only started for a few seconds before I turned my head back around

and shoved her out of my thoughts, after all, she had Judy recently disrespected my privacy and

shoved some mic into my face rudely, not caring I’d be cool with it or not.

I heard them a little as we got into the building, and as soon as the gates closed behind us, I could only

hear their noises faintly. I stared up at the hotel which Luca and I were currently standing in and felt my

mouth fall open a little, it was really high and looked really beautiful to behold like this. I turned my head

around to the side and I caught Luca staring at me, making color flush up my cheeks as I huffed out a

breath and ducked my head after a fleeting moment. It doesn’t matter the amount of times I’ve spend

with Luca staring at me in this particular kind of way, it didn’t matter that at this point, I couldn’t count

the amount of times I’ve felt my breath caught in my throat at the thhoitht of him staring at me like I was

the most beautiful piece of diamond in the whine world.

His gaze always ends up having the same kind of reaction on me and it always seems like it was the

first time all over again, each time we lock gazes.

“Are you nervous, bun?” He asked and I stared at the hotel at first before starting to shake my head.

Surprisingly, I wasn’t all that surprised as I was supposed to be at something like this, which made me

come to the conclusion that it was probably because of Luca’s presence with me tonight.

Luca had finally decided that it was high time I met with his best friend named James. He said I’ve met

him once on our wedding day, and that he had kissed my hand in respect on that particular day, but I

couldn’t for the life of me, remember who it was that he was referring to, no matter how much he

described him to me. Luca didn’t really talk about him to me, he rarely talked about him to me, but one

thing I was most definitely sure of, was that they were really close.

Luca and his said best friend texts a whole lot and if they weren’t exchanging texts, they were taking on

Ynr phone: it made me start to once again come to the conclusion that the public are being a whole lot

secured by the person who’s their mafia lord, because in every area and topic, Luca was completely

different from the one I was told about and had come to imagine up in my head. I admired their

friendship and it sometimes makes me feel lonely each time I think about it. I had no one I was that

close eith and it sometimes makes me start to feel depressed each time I think about it.

I dragged in a deep breath and puffed it out slowly, shaking my head a little in order to push some of All content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

the hair in front of my face, completely out of my eyes and lips.

We were merging with not only James tonight, but also with Travis and his wife, Kayla. I was glad about

that and about the fact that I wasn’t going to be the o my woman in the midst of them. I had a feeling

Luca had arranged for Travis and his wife to come tonight as well because he didn’t want me to feel left

out, since I’d be getting occupied with talking with Kayla.

I loved his attentiveness and how he was always doing everything in his power to make me feel the

most comfortable I can be able to get, in any kind of situation. We made our day in the hotel together

and I couldn’t help but gape at the insides of the hotel. If the outside or the hotel had been stunning and

breathtaking, then I completely have no words for the insides. It was just so beautiful and smelled so

wonderful that I had this sudden urge to roll around in the grass which I could sight through the window

from my spot here in the lobby.

I turned towards him to see him engrossed with what he was staring at on his phone, and the middle of

his forehead pulled together a little, making me come to the conclusion myself that he was currently

deep in thoughts. I didn’t try to interrupt with what it was that he was doing at the moment and settled

with silently drinking him up and thoroughly admiring him.

His hair was one his best features, as it was in dark curls that could never go out no matter how much it

gets combed on. Yes, I’ve tried it one Sunday where we were both at home and I had been in his arms

on his thighs, and I had run my fingers through it for over an hour, and we’ve been watching some

movie in the second sitting in the house. Before I realized what was happening, he had completely

fallen asleep with his head resting slightly on my chest. I had enjoyed how his weight had felt against

me, coupled with how his arms had felt around my waist. I hadn’t stopped running my fingers through

his hair and after some time he came back to me, looking confused for a few seconds in a really cute

way.

One thing had led to another after he had woken up and then I started to talk to him about how perfect

his hair was to begin with, and how the curls never go out. We argued about it for a few seconds until I

had decided to go get a comb to prove thst I was right.

Funnily enough, I don’t think his hair was the best feature of his. It could be his jaw which was sharply

outlined, or it could be his really beautifully shaped nose, or his perfectly outlined lips. I shook my head

after a few seconds when I realized that Luca was starting to talk to me.

“Yeah?” I called out to him, staring up at him.

“The guys are already waiting for us upstairs, and yes, Kayla is also here as well.” He started to say

and I beamed at the mention of Kayla already brought here. I had no idea of how it all actually started, I

just know that one thing led to a lot more other things and now, we are really close friends. I just know

that we’d ha e been able to become closer friends to her assuming I could leave the house whenever I

wanted to, but that was far from the case.

After the day we both met, I’ve only been able to meet with her once, and it honestly felt really nice to

discuss with her and get to mingle with someone that wasn’t all the familiar faces I was used to seeing

each day I wake up from sleep.

We weren’t all that close, definitely not as close as Luca was with his best friend, James. But it was

very obvious that Luca’s relationship with James wasn’t bulky in a day and had taken years to get to

this particular level, which was what gave me a little comfort.

“Is your best friend here with a date?” I asked and Luca barked out a small laugh instantly before

inquiring. “You mean James?”

I nodded my head once and Luca only snorted before continuing. “Honestly? I didn’t even need to ask

him for this because I was a lot sure he wasn’t going to show up with anyone in his arms.”

We started to make our way towards which was going to lead us upstairs and I clasped Luca’s bicep a

little as we walked forward together.

“Why is that?” I asked after a few moments as we paused before the elevator doors.

“Oh, don’t ever tell him I told you this but, he’s shamelessly in love with my little cousin.” Luca said and

I blinked up at him once and stepped into the elevator once tne doors slid open.