Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Chapter 330

Luca’s POV

I had headed to the club tonight, although knowing it was dangerous, more dangerous than what

usually goes down in my clubs back in Italy – but I hadn’t expected a fight as heated as that to break

lose. Thanks to Sofia who had alerted me when she had done.

I tugged her against me and stroked her hair, and then I thumbed her cheek after a moment. She was

blinking up at me, and even though she had said she was okay na m st the club, I knew she wasn’t, I

could feel just how fast her heart was still racing right now.

“How did you notice the gun being pointed at the table we were situated at?” I asked her after a

moment.

“Oh, that was because I was bored and was just staring around, and then I noticed it.” She responded

and I stroked her cheeks some more.

“Those people were assassins, bunny.”

“Really?” She asked as she blinked up at me and I hummed. “Yes, bunny. And assassins are really

dangerous people, they’re trained to kill and they’re very good st it. I’m so impressed that you were

able to see the gun when you did.”

She grinned a little at the praise and I felt my chest ache a little.

“That was very brave of you, and you took everything so well.” I paused and tugged her over me until

she was straddling mr, here in the backseat of the moving car. She leaned into my chest and let out a

small sigh as I continued. “I know all what you saw tonight won’t be leaving you anytime soon, and I

wished you hadn’t seen some of the things you had seen.”

She sat up at that. “Are you referring to those girls being used against their will?” She asked in a small

voice and I winced a little as I nodded.

“That’s one of the numerous things I wished you hadn’t seen.” I responded and then I tugged her back

down.

“I felt so bad for those girls, why are they living like that?” She mumbled after a few moments and I

grimaced and wondered about how I was going to go about explaining to her that done mafia lords still

owns sex slaves in this modern age.

“You see, that’s a little bit complicated. They were definitely kidnapped and sold in the blank market to

people who became their owners.” I finally spoke and she sat back up to regard me with wide blown

eyes.

“Humans can be sold?” She asked in a small voice and I felt my heart squeeze at how innocent she

was. I bet she had no idea of just how cruel men can be, it’s exactly why I wanted to shield her away

from all of these.

I nodded my head. “Yeah, in the black market.”

“What’s a black market?” She asked next and I hummed and tugged her down against me.

“I don’t think you should know that, bunny.” I finally murmured as I stroked my fingers through her hair.

She remained silent after that.

“I wish… I wish girls didn’t have to go through so much pain in life,” Her voice was soft when she spoke

after some time.

“There’s so much suffering in the world and women are dominating the percentage.” She glanced up at

me after that. “I’m not wrong, right?”

I shook my head, already knowing that she just wasn’t going to be forgetting about all what she had

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“You’re not wrong, bunny.”

———

Because I was already having a bad feeling after leaving the club, I ordered the driver to drive us to

another condo of mine.

On getting there, I had picked up dinner on the way for Sofia and I and after eating the dinner, we were

in the bedroom when Sofia asked why we didn’t return to the condo we had existed before leaving for

the club and I only asked her not to think about that, right before I was tugging her against me.

Sofia still had the dress on and I pulled it off her really slowly, while taking in how stunning she looked.

Sofia had been unsettled before we had arrived here at the condo and it was obvious that she still

wasn’t settled right now, perks of me knowing how to read her really well now.

I lifted her and discarded her on the bed, and then I sucked a mark into her left hip.

“Arch your back for me, bunny.” I murmured as I pressed down on her back until she had done just

that.

“Now, you’re going to count for me, okay?” I continued and she responded instantly.

Promising myself that I was definitely going to have a conversation about this particular dynamic with

her because she needed to have a safe word and all of that– once we got back to Italy, and then I

proceeded to give her a spanking which she clearly needed.

She trembled as each smack landed, but it was very obvious that the impact play was working,

because she got more relaxed and more eager as the spanking continued.

By the time I was completely done with her, she was already in subspace, like I expected.

I made her drink some water and cuddled with her until she fell asleep, and then I tucked her in and

went ahead to do some other important things like making a few phone calls and shifting my schedules

around. Once I was done, I took a fast shower and then I joined her in bed and was fast asleep after

some time.

I woke up to a series of text messages from the head of the guards who had accompanied me all the

way to new York.

-Good morning, master.

-The condo which you didn’t return to last night.

-… got blown up in the middle of the night.

-By a bomb.

I let out a small curse as I read each messages over and over again.

Fucking hell.