Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Chapter 128

Sofia’s POV

I breathed out a sigh and tugged both parts of the bag of chips open, and then I leaned forward and

spit the content which I had been unable to swallow down, directly into the bag of chips. And then I

proceeded to fold up the bag of chips and tie up the edge, knowing that I was going to be taking it into

the trash can next.

I returned the now tied up bag of chips and placed it on the side of the table which I had picked it up

from, and then I made sure that my phone wasn’t hanging on tne edge of the table. Once I was done, I

pushed myself towards my feet and started to make my way towards the television set located here in

the sitting room, and then I leaned towards where all the whole wires sat in, reaching towards the

particular switch which controlled the television. I switched it on and took a few steps away from the

spot which I had been standing in, moments ago, and then I watched as tne television started to start

up after a few moments, the really large screen lightening up really brightly after a few moments. I

moved forward a little and reached for the remote control which was placed and arranged side by side

on the glass transparent table which was located on the floor beneath where the flat television screen

was fixed in. I picked up the remote control and after ensuring that I was with the right one, I turned

around on my heels and started to make my way back towards the couch where I had been sitting, for

over a couple of hours.

I sat into the couch which I had been sitting in before, but instead of sitting in the posture which I had

been for over an hour, whereby my legs were folded and placed beneath my waist, this time, I allowed

it to stretch forward before me, and as soon as I had shifted into the couch and my back was resting

against the back rest of the couch, my legs moved away from the floor and was left hanging in the

middle of the couch, because obviously, my legs wasn’t as long as that of Luca, so of course if I get

into the couch completely, my legs wasn’t going to be able to be touching the tiled floor.

I picked up the remote control from the top of my thighs and started to move the channels, changing

and changing the different channels after barely giving each channel two seconds before clicking on

the ‘next’ button on the remote control.

I shook my head a little, as soon as I remembered the particular name of the channel which I had seen

those types of music videos on that particular day, and that day I had been completely captivated by

the ‘BTS’ boy band as well.

I could remember how, even though they hadn’t been singing in English, a language which I could

understand perfectly, and the only language which I could speak fluently– it didn’t stop me from falling

with the some almost immediately, and of course, like I had guessed that I wouldn’t ever get to look

them up on YouTube, even though I had told myself that I was going to do so, on that particular day

when I had seen them on television.

A random music video was playing in the channel which I had clicked on after typing it into the search

icon and I placed the remote control on the space beside me on the couch, preparing myself to

completely get immense with what I was going to be watching here on this particular channel, for an

hour or more, at least.

I knew fully well that I hadn’t been able to finally complete the second video of the artist which I had

been watching on my phone, right before Ryan had suddenly appeared out of nowhere and he had

managed to scare me so much in only a fleeting moment.

Whigh reminds me about the fact that I still haven’t gotten to asking him what he had been doing there,

standing over there and just watching me.

I had asked him, or I had wanted to, but I got carried away by what had unfortunately started to happen

to me, some moments after I had sighted Ryan standing beside the entrance of the sitting room with

his eyes on me.

I guess I’d ask him about it next time, when we’d get to see each other and finally continue our

conversation from where we had paused it in, today.

If I was going to be honest with myself, I was excited about continuing that conversation with him.

It was for a really silly and childish reason but I couldn’t control what I was feeling about tne whole

thing.

I guess I was down and really wanted to bond with someone I’d be able to see as a close friend of

mine.

But then he was my body guard and I had no idea about how I was going to even attempt to start up

another conversation between us, and if he was even going to be interested.

Now that I was starting to think about it, he might not even be interested in continuing it and had only

agreed to continue it on another day just to make me happy… because now that I was starting to think

about all what we had talked about, hours ago, all he had been able to tell me was that he didn’t have

any siblings while growing up, and nothing more.

The rest had been all me.

So, at the end of it all, he hadn’t really said something about him to me… but a really long time had

managed to pass without us really speaking about ourselves like we promised each other.

I just hope he’d get to fulfill his side of the agreement like he had said he was going to.

I raised my head upwards and shook my head a little as I watched the moving bodies on the screen, I

knew the language Spanish whenever I heard it, and I knew almost immediately that the song which

was playing on the screen at that very moment, had been none other than a Spanish song.

And it was sounding really, really good.

My gosh.

I sat up a little and stared up at tne screen, watching how a lot of girls were crowding around a

particular msn who wasn’t all that tall, and they were all in a small shaped swimming pool at that very

moment.

The girls were in their underwear, moving around each other and trying to all press up against the man

all at once, some were pressing against his back, some were pressing up against his sides, and some

were pressing up against his front.

The girl who was pressing against his front, had her butt plastered against his groin around, and her

back arched and I watched as she started moving her hips round and round over and over again in that

particular position which she didn’t move away from.

I felt color flood my cheeks almost immediately and I darted my eyes towards the entrance of the sitting

room, watching to see if anyone was going to be coming into here at the moment, because what was

currently playing on the screen looked so dirty and almost… sinful.

And bad, it looked so, so bad.

I felt more color flood into my cheeks profusely.

Why were the girls in their underwear?

And how are they even able to appear so comfortable when they were literally naked at this very

moment. The underwear which they had on were also really tiny and skimpy, leaving little to nothing to

the imagination because everything was literally out there in the open at that very moment. The ropes

of their panties was pulled between their butts and the said bras which they had on, was only covering

their nipples, and nothing more.

Once again, I was going to ask myself the same question which I had asked myself some moments

ago, how in heaven are they able to appear comfortable and unashamed at the moment, with what

they had on at that very moment.

I lifted my hands up to press my palms against the heated skin of my cheeks, as I started to turn my

head around to face it towards the television once again.

The man and those women were out of the pool now and were in something which looked like a really

big boat, but they were still all standing around each other. The man was still surrounded by all those

women, but this time? Their positions seemed to have changed from what they were positioned in,

some time ago.

The girl who had been rolling her waist against the man, with her back arched and her body bent, her This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

lower part of his body plastered against his groin – was currently in the man’s arms and her legs were

wrapped around his waist… It seemed like she was the man’s favorite because she was the one he

was paying the most attention to.

His hands were placed on her butt and he had a handful of her butt in both of his palms at five same

time.

I dragged my eyes off the woman and man and moved it towards the other women and it was a little

surprising that they had all moved away from the man and were all standing a few feet away from each

other, with their backs facing the television screen, it seemed like it was all some sort of choreography.

It seemed like they were going to… oh.

I felt mor color flood into my cheeks and I quickly darted my head around to stare at the doorway to

confirm that no one was standing there at that moment, because it felt like I was doing something really

bad at that moment, and that it was something I really shouldn’t be watching.

It felt so sinful.

I darted my eyes back towards the screen of the television and I watched as those women continued to

shake their butts all at once, and how it was all moving in sync, jiggling around at the same time.

It was indeed all choreographed.

But gosh, why and how were all their butts so big? I asked myself as I watched as it all continued to

jiggle, and after a few more seconds, the song which I had forgotten how it sounded at this point, slowly

came to an end.

The only thing echoing in my mind after that was that; how was theirs able to move like that, and why

does mine not move like that.

******

I made my way up the stairs and pushed the bedroom door open, getting into the room instantly and

making my way towards my side of the bed in a few seconds. I checked the time on tne phone after a

moment and it was some minutes past ten p.m in the night, right before I placed my phone on the bed

side table and started to make my way into the bathroom.

I quickly took off my clothes and it took a little bit of shuffling before I could get my pop socks off my

feet without falling on my bottom. I made my way into the shower after that and was out after a few

minutes.

I dressed up as fast as I could in the first night gown with I could touch, pulling on a piece of panties as

well, before I gathered my dirty clothes in my arms and shoved them into where it was supposed to be

in, right before I made my way out of the bathroom and made my way towards my side of the bed

almost immediately.

I got into bed and pulled the covers above my body, dragging in the deep scent surrounding the upper

part of the bed even more, and then I was out faster than a light.