Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 180

Luca’s POV

What is eight years in this issue with the assaulter? It was nothing to be honest, I was going to deal with him in a way he wouldn’t ever forget. I hated men who acted like animals with a really intense passion, it was those kinds of men that went to kidnap my cousin Aria in hopes of getting their sick ways with her, and that only made me despise those kinds of people more.

I breathed out a small sigh, feeling my chest tighten up with the whole feeling that was currently coming forward to assault my brains at the same time, almost to the point of me feeling almost overwhelmed. I tugged Sofia against me even more, wrapping my arm more firmly around her waist and carding my fingers through her hair, moving my fingers to the front of her face to move some part of the hair on her face, to the side of her ear.

I leaned down and tugged her face upwards a little, until I was pressing my lip against the top of her head, dragging my lips softly against her forehead and puffing out a tiny breath against her sweaty skin. I moved my lips and buried it in her hair, breathing in her clean and fresh scent. I rose to my full height after a few seconds, and I tugged her into my arms, hugging her fully against my body.

“Thank you for telling me, bunny.” I started to say in a low voice, striking my hand down her back, over hot suit jacket and her hair, and after a little pause, I continued.

“The fact that you trusted me enough to talk to me about it, is such a nice feeling and I love the fact that you trust in me this much.” I continued, feeling my chest start to swell as I continued to speak adfth a moment, breathing in and out deeply.

“I’ll always protect you, I swear it.” I whispered these words fiercely, pulling her even tighter against me. At this point, it felt like she had started to sob once again, and I was in my own space in my head, being faced with a lot of emotion which I had started to feel out of nowhere, for Sofia.

She buried her face into the middle of my chest and sobbed quietly, her body shaking and shuddering a little as she sobbed and cried, and I stroked her hair without saying a thing, wanting her to cry out if she needed to.

She lifted her head out of my chest after a few moments to stare up at me, and there were trails of tears sliding down her cheeks in that moment. Her eyes also had tears swimming around in them. She was hurting really bad and I really wished there was something I could do to make all the hurt go away.

“You– you are not disgusted?” She whispered, lower lip quivering as those words left her lips. I stared down at her confusingly at first, wondering what it was that she was talking about. I squinted a little when nothing came to mind after a few moments and she puffed out a shaky breath before starting to speak when I didn’t get eBay it was that she meant.

“Um, you’re not disgusted by the fact that…” she trailed off and choked back a sob, and I started to card my fingers through her hair in Ynr next second.

“Shh, shh. It’s going to be alright, ok?” I said to her in the next second, stroking my fingers through her hair and holding her against me with my other hand.

She shook her head instead in the next second, before starting to speak once again.

“Um, you’re not disgusted by the fact that someone had done that kind of thing to me before, that I’ve um, be touched and um –“ She continued to speak after a moment, stuttering through her words and I cut into her words as soon as what she was trying to say had started to sink into my head.

“N- no.”

“I guessed right then.” I mumbled against her ear before sucking her lobe into my mouth. I moved lower, kissing my way down her throat and I stared to suck into a hickey I had left on a particular spot on her neck last night when we had been about to sleep. Her head went even slack in my hold, falling backwards to bare her throat more to me as small choked whimpers and stuttered moans started to escape her throat as I sucked on the hickey.

I lifted my lips after a few moments, rising back to my full height and loving how drunk dazed she appeared, her heavy lidded gaze finding it hard to stay open as she tried to stare at me through tiny slits, and I chuckled a little as I stared down at her, my hands still holding her to me.

I leaned down and loosened my hold on her hair to slide it down her back, until my hand was gripping her thigh. I did the same with my other hand and once both my hands were on the same spots around her bare thighs – because she was currently in a small skirt, and I lifted her up in a single move.

She was startled at first, a small sound sliding out of her lips as her hands made to grasp at my shoulders, just as I tugged her thighs around my ribs and sides, so she’d be a head higher than I was in this position, and she stared down at me with wide eyes and parted lips, her hands holding tightly to my throat.

It was the first time I was completely lifting her into my arms since we got married and the only question that crossed my mind in the next moment, was the fact that why hadn’t I tried this out since all these while.