Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Chapter 185

Sofia’s POV

Luca was waiting for me outside the walk-in closet in the bedroom and I was almost done with getting

ready. I was feeling all giddy and my insides were currently fluttering and jumping around. It felt like

there was a thousand butterflies were flapping their wings all around every parts of my stomach and I

was silently screaming in my head. The fact that Luca had asked me out formally and had called me a

date still has me reeling and I couldn’t even try to deny the fact thst I was really excited about it.

I clipped on my earrings to my ear and started to run a piece it comb through my hair. Once I was done,

I creamed it and watched it gleamed in the night light, and then I walked towards the floor length mirror

in here and glanced at myself through the mirror. I was currently in a gown that was short, and the

length of the gown was only a few inches past the middle if my thighs.

Most of my dresses here were all a bunch of skimpy stuff, and even though thru weren’t my cup of tea

at first, I’ve got to admit that they all looked sexy and really nice, and they were all my exact size.

Turned to the side and noticed how my butt, although it wasn’t that big, it was still popped out like a

chair, and I briefly remembered how Luca had squeezed them one time when we’ve been kissing, and

how it felt like a pull of electric had connected to my insides from the squeeze of his hands.

Luca never allows his hands to wander about way too much each time he was kissing me and the only

time we’ve ever done something other than kissing was on the counter in the kitchen whereby he had

sucked on my throat, after tightening his hand around it in a way that had my heart overflowing with so

many heightened emotions at once. It felt like I had been floating in that particular moment and I had

almost been about to beg him not to stop tightening his hold on my throat when he had finally stopped

holding my throat. And when he had leaned down and taken my nipple into my mouth, it had heat like

my whole world had paused in that particular moment.

I wasn’t completely innocent and I knew about those kind of things, even though I haven’t done any of

those kinds of things. I’ve been resting novels since I was a little girl, so I knew about those kinds of

things, and how thighs works between a man and a woman. I knew about compilation, I knew about all

those things, and I never for one day think that I’d ever get to experience something like that…

although I had still hoped I’d get a chance to experience it. But then when I found out whom I was

getting married to, I had been pretty disappointed and I had automatically came to the conclusion that I

wouldn’t get to ever experienc that kind of thing.

The first time Luca actually kissed me, all thoughts about me reading something in books and never

experiencing it in real life flew out the windows in the blink of an eye, because of the amount of

emotions I got bombarded with from just that one kiss. The night on the counter when he had poured

liquor over my chest and then proceeded to suck my nipples into my mouth had been shocking

because for one, I haven’t ever read something like that in all my old novels before, coupled with the

fact that each drag of his tongue over my nipple has sent a heated feeling licking over all my insides,

making me gasp out sounds I had no idea I had in me… making me voice out sounds that each time I

remembered them, I’d flush red in embarrassment almost immediately.

I turned back around and made my way towards the show rack, picking out a pair of heeled boot that

went up to the last above my knee, and I sinked into a chair as I tugged them on. The boots were black

in color and I liked how the matched with my black gown perfectly.

I pushed myself to my feet and contemplated on taking a jacket along with me or just pretending like I

had no idea I was currently in a sleeveless gown, and that the evenings were cold these days, so that

Luca could offer me his jacket along the way. I loved how Luca always gives me his jacket each time

he feels like I needed it, and how it was always warm with his heat, coupled with the fact that it always

smells really nice and strongly of him. I could remember the first time he had given me a jacket, it had

been the day I had fallen off the bed and sprained my shoulder. I had been in a sleeveless top at that

moment, and Luca had just shrugged out of his jacket and draped it over me.

I could remember trying to protect at first but Luca had ignored me as he draped the jacket over me

himself, making me stop shivering almost immediately. I had ended up not returning that piece of jacket Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

to him, and I sometimes still wear that piece of jacket on some evenings if I feel like wearing something

that was his. The jacket he gave me about four days ago, right there on the balcony was still with me,

and I was a hundred percent sure I wouldn’t be returning that piece of jacket to him as well. He has a

lot of suits and I was sure he wouldn’t even notice the absence of the two suit jackets I was with.

I clipped a piece of silver necklace around my throat and then I spritzed the perfume in the air, right

before I walked into the cloud. Once I was done, I picked up my pause which had my phone in it and

that was all, right as I made my way out of the walk-in closet, and Luca glanced up from his phone as

soon as I made my way into the bedroom.

He was standing before the closed window, but he pulled away from that spot in the next moment and

started to make his way towards me, and me towards him. We stopped around the middle of the room

and he stared me up and down, thoroughly checking me out in a way that made my cheeks flame up

embarrassingly. I had remembered to do the smokey eye makeup that he loved so much and I knew he

appreciated it as soon as his eyes landed on it.

“You really meant it when you said black was one of your favorite colors.” He started to say as soon as

he was done eating me up with his eyes in a way that made a pleased trill slide down my spine

throughout the long moments he used in checking me out.

I puffed out a breath before starting to speak. “Yes, I meant it really well. And you did say it was your

favorite color as well, so…” I trailed off at the very last second and heat flared out in the depths of his

grey eyes almost immediately, and he raked his eyes up and down every part of my body in the next

second, making me shudder a little.

“You wore this color for me?” He asked in a low voice as he took a step closer and I felt my throat go

dry in that particular moment. His gray colored eyes felt like it was about to swallow me whole if it

wasn’t careful and I gave a slow nod of my head in the next few moments.

He took another step closer to me and I swallowed emptily, gulping down nothing but breeze and

nerves. I wanted to back away from him in that particular moment, but not because I was afraid of him

and wanted to hide away from him, but because I wanted to back away from him and have him follow

me instantly until I’d be trapped against a wall almost immediately, with nowhere to go and nowhere to

look at except I stare up at him. I wanted to feel that hot trill slide down my body as the feeling of being

caged against a particular surface and his hard body overtake me, I want to feel his body pressing me

into a wall, or the bed, or any kind of surface…

“You look breathtaking.” He murmured in a low voice ax soon as he was standing really close to me

and I bit on my lower lips, feeling my stomach start to squeeze and swoop as I made to reply to his

compliment.

“Thank you.” I whispered, blushing a little when he focused his gaze on my chest in the next moment,

and his eyes drank up the cleavage that was showing there, making me remember the fact that he had

taken those things on my chest in his hand, about a week ago, and he had sucked on my nipples in a

way that wrecked me completely.