Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Chapter 171

Sofia’s POV

“What’s this huge bruise beside your throat?” She whispered in a low voice and I blinked at her slowly,

before my mouth fell open in the next second. I lifted my hand and slapped it against the side of my

throat as realization started to dawn on me.

The hickey from last night… the damn bite to the side of my neck…

Wait a second…

That was probably what Ryan had noticed at the side of my neck back there in the hallway…

Oh my gosh… can the ground open up this instant and swallow me up at this very moment?

“It’s nothing,” I breathed out after a few more seconds, turning around and pushing myself to my feet

almost immediately, and then I turned around to stare at Matilda. Matilda was still staring pointedly at

the side of my neck which was currently being covered by my hand. I watched as a bright glint made its

way into her eyes before I could blink.

“It doesn't look like anything though, it looks so much like a love bite.” Matilda continued to speak and I

started to pull my hair out of the bun which I had placed it in this morning. Assuming I hadn’t packed my

hair up into a bun, it wouldn’t have been obvious one bit… to think I didn’t even notice that mark this

morning.

“I’m gonna go…” I started to say as I made my way around the chair and started to make my way past

Matilda who currently had a smug look on her face at the moment.

“What do you want me to prepare for you this morning though?” She asked before I could make my

way out of the sitting room and I paused at the entrance and turned my head back around to stare at

her.

“Anything is fine with me.” I said to get before disappearing out of the sitting room and made my way up

the stairs, into the bedroom. I let myself into the bathroom and lifted my hair in my left hand before

baring the side of my neck where Luca had placed so much attention on last night. My mouth fell open

as soon as I took in the way my throat looked.

It oooked really bad.

I meant bad like, bruised up bad, coupled with the fact that there was a little hand mark which came

from the chokehold he had me in for a little bit. I lifted my finger and pressed it to the side of my neck,

winging a little because it had hurt a little.

I could remember when Luca had pressed his hand into that particular spot last night, and how it had

sent so much pleasure washing over my body right there on the counter.

To think I hadn’t even thought anything was going to happen between the both of us last night, except

perhaps to cuddle. And then all that had ended up happening, was something I never saw coming. I

mean, I knew I had anticipated being kissed once again last night, after receiving my first real kiss from

him the day before yesterday.

What I had ended up receiving after he had come taken me away from Sarah and Matilda all the way

upstairs, and then he had kissed me really deeply and soundly for me to forget everything and anything

in that particular moment.

I shook my head and wet my hand a little before tapping the side of my neck with my wet hand, before

dckstumgbtbe bathroom and making my way into the walk-in closet. I changed out of the top I had on

and got into a big shirt, and then I allowed my hair to drop down around me, to be able to conceal the

sides of my neck from preying eyes.

I made my way out of the bedroom after some time, because my stomach had started to growl once

again, and I couldn’t ignore the fact that I was hungry sny longer. I made my way into the kitchen and

flipped into one of the high chairs, exchanging a few words with Sarah and Matilda, and then I started

to tell them a few things about the wedding party which I attended with Luca the previous night.

I had started to talk to them about the girl I met last night and even gotta talk to and get friendly with,

just as Matilda placed a plate of spaghetti before me. I was about to dig into it when my phone vibrated

a little beside my arm, and I picked it up instantly because it was very unusual for it to vibrate or ring

out.

It turns out to be a text from Kayla and a bright grin broke out on my face the next moment.

She had indeed ended up keeping to her promise and I was really pleased about that. I clicked on the

message and ghosted my eyes over it really fast, and then I typed in a reply and placed the phone

back down on the counter after a few minutes.

Once I was done with the meal, I left the kitchen for the sitting room and decided to continue with the

YouTube videos which were going to help with my painting handiwork. I was hoping I wouldn’t end up

running into Ryan or coming across him throughout today at least, after the embarrassing moment

which I had once again ended up passing through in his presence, had literally taken place some hours

ago.

After a few hours had passed and I had ended up seeing a lot of other videos, I made my way into the

painting room and decided to quickly paint down what I had just learnt. It ended up coming out a little

bit better than I had excepted it to, which I was really glad about.

Kayla and I ended up texting back and forth almost throughout the whole of today and Kayla was just

as forward and open on text, as she was in person last night. She was so eager to talk about her

marriage and husband, while I was the complete opposite, because I was most times at a loss for

words and wouldn’t know what to say most times, because there was still a whole lot of things that I

didn’t know about him yet.

A part of me was hoping after the outing we both went to last night, that things would get better

between us a lot, and that we’d both get to know each more along the line as well.

Once evening time came, and I was alone in the sitting room, my mind had decided to go back to what

had happened between Luca and I on the counter, and how I had completely become a whole different

person at that very moment.

I never knew I could produce those kinds of sounds, nor did I know I could feel those kinds of thighs

which I felt last night. It had felt like my whole body was on fire and I had been literally burning for his

touch. He had kissed me so deeply and perfectly… and when he had started to bite the side of my ear,

and to suck on a part of my throat, it had felt like a dam had chosen that particular moment to break

open in the lowest part of my stomach.

I could still remember how he had ordered me to place my hand behind me on tne counter, after taking

the top of my gown off. I could remember him licking at my nipples and sending an electric zing through

my spine in that particular moment, and when he had proceeded to suck my nipple into his mouth, I

had felt like one of the characters which I had read in one of my erotic books ever since I was thirteen

years old.

When he had decided to pour the drink over my chest, I had gone completely crazy at that particular

moment. One moment, I was scared of getting married to him, scared of living alone with him, scared

of sleeping in tne same bed with him, scared of him forcing himself on me and taking my virginity, This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

scared of being a wife to him, because it would automatically mean I have to do whatever he tells me

to, scared of him in particular… and the next moment, I was finding comfort around him, and was

finding it super easy to fall asleep in his warm and comfortable arms, I was finding him super attractive

and hot, and I was looking forward to being kissed by him after the first time he had kissed me, after

asking for consent first.

It had felt so intense when he had done all those things up me on tne counter and I had almost

protested when he started to pull my cloth back up to cover my chest before taking a step away from

me. I hadn’t wanted him to stop at all, I had wanted him to continue… and that had been what had

scared me the most, because it had completely taken me off guard in that particular moment.

Now, at this moment… I couldn’t wait for him to get back home, I couldn’t wait to sit with him and eat

dinner with him as well.

And perhaps, he'd decide to kiss me tonight, because he could kiss so well, and I loved every part of

it… even though he was like the first actual kiss I had ever gotten in my life, which automatically means

I didn’t have anything else to compare it to.

I breathed out a deep breath and carded my fingers through my hair, I couldn’t wait for him to get back

home tonight.