Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Chapter 69

Sofia’s POV

The teacher had then taken me out of the class and escorted me to the girls washroom. And there, she

had then asked me if I knew what a period was. I shook my head immediately while staring at her

nervously with my heart pounding hard against my chest. No one had even spoken to me about it at Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

that time, and we haven’t been taught that in school yet. I didn’t know what to make of that then and I

had automatically thought it was a disease, right until the teacher who was a young woman who was in

her early twenties had taken her time to explain all what it was about to me, before she then decided to

inform me that I had managed to get my clothes stained with it since I had suddenly gotten it in the

middle of school.

To say that I had been embarrassed would be an understatement. The teacher called for assistance

from the bay room and a young woman there had handed a tampon to me, a new underwear which still

had it tag on it before showing me how I was supposed to make use of it. I had disappeared into one of

the bathrooms in the girls restroom and cleaned myself up before inserting the tampon into myself. It

had hurt a little and had felt really awkward for the first few moments of or being inside of me.

A fresh set of clean skirt got handed to me by the woman from the bay room and I thanked her

profusely. She had then asked if I’d like to continue with class or if I’d like to head home. I had agreed

with the latter because the thought of going back into class didn’t cease to leave a dreadful feeling in

the deepest parts of my stomach.

And so my house got called, and my driver came over to pick me up. The school I had gone to was a

prestigious school for high class kids and everyone got treated like young princes and princesses, and

so we got given lots of privileges that kids going to a regular school wouldn’t be able to get access to.

Mother had handed me a pack of pills immediately after I had gotten home and asked me to make use

of them in case my stomach started to hurt, as well as a pack of tampon and that was that. She didn’t

discuss a thing about it with me nor did she ask me how I was feeling… nothing.

I placed my fingers on the door knob and pulled it down, pushing the door open and making my way

into the bedroom. I pushed the door close behind me and leaned against the door for a few seconds,

staring around the whole bedroom and zeroing my gaze on the bed in the very next second. Luca was

on his side of the bed, beneath the dark colored blankets, deep in sleep.

I breathed out a quiet sigh of relief as I made my way further into the room towards my side of the bed.

I reached down towards the bed side table and picked up my phone, the tablets I had made use of this

late afternoon, along with the water I had used in washing the drugs down into my system stared up at

me as I stood up back to my full height and held the phone high in front of my face. The phone

automatically got open and I slide the screen upwards, taking in what the time says.

It was past ten p.m in the night, some minutes to eleven p.m. I placed the phone back on the spot

where I had picked it up from, on the bed side table before walking around the bed to make my way

towards the doorway of the bathroom. I glanced at Luca’s side of the bed, wanting to just take a look at

his face, to confirm if he was really asleep. Unfortunately, his face was buried into his pillow and his

dark curls laid in disarray on his head and around his ears. The blankets were pulled up around his

neck and I couldn’t even tell if he was naked from the waist upwards or if he was in a hoodie like last

night… which made me noticed the fact that the air conditioner in the bedroom were currently turned

off, the way it had been last night. Perhaps he was still feeling really sick and cold, I thought to myself

as I willed my legs to move towards the doorway of the bathroom.

I pushed th door open and made my way into the bathroom before closing the door quietly behind me.

The lights in the bathroom were still turned on brightly – thankfully, and I made my way deeper into the

bathroom and stood before the counter where I ruminated in the first drawer for a clean piece of

underwear which I was going to sleep in tonight. I picked out another new piece of tampon and placed

it on the underwear before starting to search for a nightwear in which I was going to be sleeping

tonight.

The previous night's wear which I had been wearing ever since I got married had been washed and

folded in this particular drawer which housed my whole night's wear and I picked out one which was the

most comfortable looking. Assuming I was still back at home, I’d have worn my favorite which was a

dark colored nightwear in soft cotton material which was very long and extremely comfortable. It kept

me warm throughout the night and I couldn’t ask for anything more.

I took off my clothes and shoved them into the basket which was for dirty clothes before picking up a

towel and making my way into the shower. Warm water poured down over my body at a slow and

scorching pace and I sighed slowly beneath the cool flow, nothing beat a hot, soothing shower right

before going to bed. It was the best feeling ever.

I stared down at the floor and wrinkled my nose on seeing the water rushing towards the pipeline in a

light shade of red, and then pink which was because of the blood leaking out of my body.

Ugh, I really hated being on my period.

I squeezed out some droplets of the liquid soap into my palm and massaged it into my body, caressing

my arms and shoulders with the slippery liquid. Another small sign slipped out of my lips as I ran my

fingers which soapy suds clung unto, through the wet teresses of my hair. Once I was done washing off

and cleaning every parts of my body thoroughly before washing the soap off my body by opening the

shower spray completely and the hot water started to pour over my body in a hard spray, hitting down

on my shoulders and arms sharply.

Once I had completely rinsed my whole body off, I ran my fingers through my hair for a few moments,

liking the fact that I was once again making use of my two fingers properly without a part of my right

hard hurting immediately I tried to make use of it. This was even the first time I was taking this kind of

thorough shower even since I had managed to sustain an injury on my right arm and it was a relief that

I could move the hand around well once again. I was also glad that the injury had managed to leave my

arm after just a few days, when I had been thinking it was going to take a week to two before it finally

left.

I shut off the shower spray and squeezed the water out of my hair before tugging down my towel

wrapping it around my body. I tugged down the towel and wrapped it around my hair, using it to wring

out the last water clinging to the heavy curls of my hair as I stepped out of the shower room, into the

hallway in the bathroom.

I mopped my body thoroughly until I was completely dried off before tugging the towel off and placing it

on top of the counter. Picking up the piece of tampon, I stared at it warily for a few seconds, the side of

my lips moving from side to side before reaching down and inserting the tampon into my body. It didn’t

hurt anymore whenever I inserted it into my body and I guess it was because compared to when I had

started making use of it, I had been really nervous and hadn't known how to not tighten myself up–

compared to the present.

I tugged on my underwear up and pull my nightwear over my shoulders, tugging it down until it dropped

over my hips, resting on the sides or my knees– that was the only longest nightwear I had now, the rest

were all short pieces in different styles and designs.

I ran my fingers through my hair and shook my head a couple of times to get the curls of my hair

untangled from themselves, to prevent the curls strands from drying off while clinging to one another,

because it was going to be extremely hard to comb it if ends up drying off that way.

I stared at myself in the mirror in the bathroom for the first time tonight and wasn’t impressed with the

reflection that had stared back at me in the mirror. My face looked really pale and my eyes seemed to

have sunken in even more, making me appear almost lifeless in my own eyes. I blinked my eyes a

couple of times and turned around, making my way out of the bathroom and shutting the door softly

behind me.

I headed over to my side of the bed and sank into the soft mattress on the bed before reaching for my

phone. Twenty minutes had passed since I had made my way into the bathroom to take my bath and I

placed the phone back on the bedside table before picking up my side of the blanket and pulling it up in

order for me t carefully slide beneath it, and try my possible best to not dare brush against any part of

Luca’s body.

I laid on my right side for the first time in days and stared into space, tugging the blankets up until it

brushed against my neck, the warmth of the blankets sinking straight into my bones immediately.

I sucked my lower lip into my mouth and allowed my eyes to slide shut as I willed sleep to come to me.