Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Chapter 102

Luca’s POV

“I am not kind hearted, James.” I started to say as a small chuckle slipped out of my mouth, right before

I continued. “And you know It. We both know I am nothing close to being kind hearted.” Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

I watched as James breathed out a laugh before staring at me like he couldn’t believe what he was

hearing coming out from my mouth. He started to speak about a minute had passed. “Did you say

you’re not kind hearted?”

He asked and the thin line around my lips got more intense as I turned my head around to watch him

once again, hating how I knew that he had a point without even trying to think, deep down in my heart.

“I am not.” I said to him and watched as he started to laugh once again before calming down and

reaching out to place a hand around my shoulder, a gesture which made me turn my head around him

to glare pointedly at him until he pulled his hand away from my shoulder while laughing a little.

“But if we’re being honest with yourself, you do know you’re kind hearted compared to a lot of other

mafia lords, right?” I heard James start to speak once agsin and I started to absentmindedly chew on

the side of my lower lips as I allowed his words to sink into my head, knowing that he was undoubtedly

right and not telling any kind of lie.

“I mean, you do know you’re not as ruthless as a lot of other mafia lords, you’re not one bit, compared

to them.” James continued and I was starting to wonder if it was a bad thing that I wasn’t as horrible as

the other mafia lords.

“Don’t get me wrong though, it’s not a bad thing, I mean, come to think of it – people don’t even know

you’re not half as wicked and ruthless as they all love to think, which was very perfect for us, so it’s not

a bad thing at all.” Jamesc continued and once he was done, and his words had started to sink into my

head, I turned my head around and started to watch him, as my mind moved around in my head.

It was a good thing, and a bad thing. I knew that one at least, I didn’t need anyone to point that one out

for me, I knew it without even trying.

“You know how kind and unproblematic you are compared to other mafia lords? Sometimes I think

about it and laugh at how everyone just thinks you’re one harsh person without even trying to find out if

it was true or not, before jumping into their own conclusions.” James started to say once again after a

few seconds and I snorted after a few seconds, just for the sake of it, because I didn’t know what to say

to that.

I might be kind hearted and unproblematic like James had pointed out, but it didn’t mean I couldn’t

fight. James, who was one of the most powerful people I had ever come across, still hasn't been able

to defeat me in a fight, ever since when we were still teenagers. And ever since then and we had

begun to train together, my strength grew massively and it was no match for his own strength. It wasn’t

like he was completely weak compared to me– because I loved competing or training with him the

most, because he was one of tne few people I had ever fought with, that their strength were matching

mine in some kind of way, compared to other weaker people who would be completely out after

receiving one of my punches into their faces, or their biceps, and also wouldn’t even be able to get any

kind of solid hit on me before they’d be down flat on their backs.

But he was still learning beside me, although I rarely used my strength because I hated to fight or make

use of my fists if there was a way I could avoid it, at will cost. I hated unnecessary stuff and also hated

violence that was unnecessary.

“Anyways, I have started to move around with knives once again, even though I am sure I wouldn’t be

making use of it anytime soon. But it would be on me for a long time.” I paused and lifted my fingers to

massage my forehead with my fingers a little on feeling it start to slightly pound, right before I continued

to speak. “If I carry it around me and still don’t get to make use of it for a while, when I really need, I’d

let go of it and stop moving around with it on me– since it was no use it me to carry a weapon around

which I wouldn’t be able to use… not like I plan to get into any kind of fight anytime soon, I am just

saying.”

James nodded his head as the words sank into his head and started to speak after a few moments. “I

understand you, although it’s a good thing you’ve started moving around with it on you once again.” He

paused and wiggled an eyebrow at me before continuing. “I have a feeling you’d be able make use of it

when you really need to, up just don’t think about it for now, and just go with tne flow whenever a

situation that would need to to whip out your knives arrives.”

I nodded my head at him without saying a thing and proceeded to start to stretch my legs out before

me, trying to loosen the tight muscles in my knees as I moved my legs forwards and backwards.

I lifted my hand and placed it on my shoulder as I started to massage the muscles around there with

my knuckles as it started to throb, feeling the stiff and knotted up muscles start to slowly give under my

massage and grip. I’d kill for a shower and a nice and deep sleep right now, but I obviously couldn’t do

any of that right now, because I haven’t even had dinner yet as well as my drugs for the day… Now that

I think about it, I’ve only had a cup of coffee throughout the whole of today.

I hadn’t made use of the drugs tonight as well – I couldn’t do without using it this night because I

obviously didn’t make use throughout the whole of today. I also had James over at the moment and

ther wasn’t any way I could start to send him off until he had had his wound cleaned off, as well as hoe

stomach filled up with food.

“So, Luca?” I heard James start to speak beside me and I turned my head around to stare at him as I

replied to him with a quiet ‘hm?’, and watched ax be start to speak in the next second.

“I forgot to continue the conversation, after something had come up after that I had temporarily

forgotten about it until this moment.” He started to say and I cocked my head to the side before asking.

“What’s that?”

“The whole conversation about your whole phone notifications thing.” He said and I felt a groan start to

pour out my throat before I even realized it and I rubbed my palm over my face for a few seconds

before I continued after a few seconds.

“What about it?” I demanded before pausing and starting to speak when James had started to say

something, before he could successfully get any kind of words out. “Man, I hate being popular most

times.”

I breathed out and watched as James started to chuckle quietly.

“You do?” He asked and I nodded my head once, lifting my hand up to bury it into my hair and stroke

my fingers through some of the curls at the back of my neck.

“I do, it’s so stressful most times. You can’t go anywhere without people knowing who you are, and

they’d be staring at you pointedly and trying to know what it is that you’re talking about at a particular

moment, if you’re talking at that moment, that is.” I paused and moved my hand from the back of my

neck to the left side of my shoulder to start to massage all over there, the muscles giving and loosening

beneath my touch almost immediately.

“That’s because most of your followers are hopeless girls who are simps for you, despite knowing the

fact that you’re married… that was why your followers increased like you said, after you got married.”

“But I didn’t even upload a damn thing about the wedding,” I said to him while staring at him

confusingly.

He shrugged a little with shrugs of his shoulders, before he started to speak. “It doesn’t matter if you

did not not, because of how popular you are.”

Oh.