Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 119

Sofia’s POV

I walked deeper into the frozen room which was located in the kitchen and you’d have to take a door into the kitchen before making your way into it. I shivered a little as I walked further into the room, because like the nsme entails, it really is frozen and gosh, it was really cold.

Once I sighted what I came in here to get, I stopped before the rack which held up bags and bags of chips, the types which could get frozen without it getting to ruin the chips. I picked up a small looking bag because I knew myself and I knew I was going to get real bored of it after eating a few handfuls. But my gosh, it’s been really long since I’ve last eaten any kind of thing relating to junks ever since I got married to Luca, to think I use to get a lot of those back at home, it was also the fulll and complete courtesy of my younger brother that my love for Junks increased really well.

I cradled the bag of chips and pressed it against my exposed skin on my stomach, feelimg the goosebumps on my arms and at the back of my neck get even more outlined and prominent at that Vern moment.

I moved further into the freezer room because I came here for something else, apart from the bag of chips which I had picked up and almost completely cradled into my arms, some moments ago. I moved further down a narrow partway and arrived in a part which was like fifty percent more colder from the part which I had picked up the bag of chips from. I moved towards one of the shelves looking stuffs in here and got on my tip toes as I reached up for a pack of juice, that was my main reason for coming in here.

After arranging and setting up the whole room and putting the whole art and painting stuffs in their respective places, I got super exhausted, and when I say super exhausted, it would seem like this was the most tired and exhausted I’ve felt and ever gottrn ever since I got married to Luca, and I badly needed something cold and slide down into my lungs and cool my body down. The kitchen had been completely empty of either Sarah and Matilda ehen I had made my way into here and with no one to offer to go get what I wanted for me like they’d have automatically done assuming they’ve been right there after I’ve made my way into the kitchen, I dragged in a breath and started to make my way into the frozen room almost immediately, to go get what I wanted and needed.

I opened the drink right there in the frozen room and drank down a mouth full of the smooth fruity mixture, and as expected, the coldness and freshness of the drink all made me start to feel better after a moment. I turned around and started to make my way out of the frozen room, with my bag of chips clutched in a hand and my carton of juice in another hand. I got out of the frozen room and pulled the door close with my elbow, and I made my way towards the counter almost immediately, placing the stuff which I had gotten from the frozen room, right there on the counter, right beside where I had placed my phone on, before I had decided to go in to the frozen room in order to go get what I needed from there.

I walked around the counter and climbed on one of the hard chairs, moving around a little on the high chair until I felt a little comfortable. It felt like my keys were starting to hurt a little, as well as my feet and I didn’t like those things which I was feeling right now.

Why?

Well because those kind of reactions which I had obviously gotten from the fact that I had assisted Ethan and Ryan in the setting up of my art room and had literally not done a thing except to point some stuffs out to them and where each stuffs were supposed to be in, and all because of that, my neck was starting to hurt, and I was sure it was because of the whole head turning which I had done today in the art room, some time ago.

Although, I had an idea where the legs pains were coming from, it had probably bend from the shipping which I had done to yesterday, and the whole standing which I had done some moments ago had only succeeded in making it somewhat worse.

It was placing unnecessary emphasis on the fact that I was a weak thing and couldn’t do a thing that needs a little bit of strength, because why in heavens would my neck start to be hurting because of what I had done some time ago– and it wasn’t because I had helped them out by lifting up some stuffs, no. Luca had completely ensured I wasn't allowed to touch any of stuff, which was probably or most definitely because he was scared for my life, and at the moment, it was starting to look like he had a point, which I didn’t appreciate one bit.

I dragged in a deep breath and dragged the pack of juice which I had gotten from the frozen. Room some moments ago and uncapped it, lifting it up almost immediately and downing a mouthful once again, loving how the cold liquid pressed against the insides of my cheeks and the roof of my mouth right before it slid down my throat and got into my system.