Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Chapter 355

Luca’s POV

What have I done?

That question kept echoing around the insides of my head and ears as soon as I realized what it was

that I had done.

I hastily pulled away from the creamy couch here in my office, stumbling towards the bathroom and

slamming the door shut.

I stood before the mirror in the bathroom and took in my entire appearance, mouth twisting in disgust

as I looked my reflection up and down.

My suit jacket had long been discarded and a few of my shirt buttons were unbuttoned, one of the

buttons was nowhere to be found. My shirt was wrinkled and untucked, and my pants were still open,

hanging off my hips a little.

Fuck.

I cursed quietly as I raked my fingers through my hair.

I had had sex with Alexa.

I couldn’t believe what I had done.

A low heat began to bubble in my stomach and I knew it was definitely nausea.

I tore off and discarded the condom I had on, reaching for the tap to wash my hands and splash water

over my face.

I let out a string of curses as I thought over what it was that I had done, as I zipped up my pants and

did up my belt, and after a few more minutes, I made my way back into my office, closing the

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I was raking my fingers through my hair and paused mid rake as soon as my eyes landed on Alexa,

and anger bloomed in my chest almost immediately.

A scowl darkened my face. “What are you still doing here?”

She rolled her eyes, hands moving through her brown curls. I noted that she was already dressed up

once again, thankfully.

“I’m just getting my hair to look a bit presentable, then I’d be out of your hair.” She responded.

A low feeling of shame engulfed me in that moment and I averted my gaze to glare down at my feet,

feeling like the shittiest person ever.

A clear image of Sofia’s angelic face with her oe eyes flowed into my head at that moment and the

nausea in my stomach only managed to intensify.

How could I have done something like that?

I asked myself just as Alexa began to speak, breaking the silence in the room.

“You know, you really did a number on me tonight, even way better than I remembered it being.” She

murmured with a low giggle, throwing me a suggestive glance as she spoke, which only made me feel

shittier than I was already feeling.

“Perhaps your wife wasn’t –”

“Alexa.” I called out sharply, and the glare on my face right now made her pause as she swallowed the

rest of her words.

“Are you done?” I demanded on noticing she wasn’t moving her hand through her hair any longer.

She nodded her head. “Yeah, I am. But–”

I shook my head sharply, pointing at her bag on the second couch. “Get that.”

“Now, leave.” I said to her after she had picked up her bag.

She remained silent for a few seconds before nodding her head and making her way towards the door.

She paused at the doorway, hand hovering over the handle before turning around and ran towards me

to wrap her arms around my waist.

“I did miss you and I hope we’d get to spend more time together after tonight, In order to… catch up.”

She hurriedly got out in a few seconds, and I shut my eyes in order to calm the immense anger already

building up inside of me.

I reached out and pulled her off me, and then I nodded towards the doorway.

“Alexa, leave already.”

“Fine. I’m leaving” She huffed out this time.

She pulled the door open and left without glancing back at me and I let out a deep sigh, fingers

instantly racking through my curls.

The door flew open a fleeting moment later and I glanced up, hand already wrapped around my gun –

but it was only Alexa. She was standing at the doorway, hand lifted in a wave, and I watched as the

smile on her face slowly disappeared.

“I only came back to say Goodnigh–” She began to speak but smartly decided against it on seeing the

expression on my face and my hand resting on my gun.

She shut the door after that, and I puffed out a deep sigh.

Just what in heaven's name have I done?

———

The guilt churning in my entire body was so intense that I had to sit in my car for long minutes,

gathering my scattered thoughts and trying to wrap my head around what I had done.

Technically, I had cheated on my wife.

I seriously felt like puking.

After Alexa had finally left, I changed out of my wrinkled shirt to one of the spare shirts I had up in my

office before finally leaving the club.

I motioned for my driver to start the car after a few more minutes, sliding the partition up right after that.

I shot James a text some time later, fingers tapping over my phone.

Luca; Alexa is back.

Different memories of Sofia were starting to flow inside my head, making me sink deeper into the guilt

churning inside of me.

James responded a little moment after that.

James: Yeah, she is. I saw her a few nights ago but I forcit to mention it because it wasn’t important.

Even James knew she wasn’t important, she really wasn’t, except that now, I have gone ahead to sleep

with her.

A second text came in from James almost immediately.

James; Why? Did you run into her tonight?

I typed in a response instantly, while cursing myself beneath my breath.

Luca: I had sex with her.

I threw my pounding head backwards, sliding my eyes close as guilt engulfed me further, and the

bright, bubbling image of Sofia’s grinning face which flashed behind my closed eyelids, taunted me

more and more.