Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 135

Luca’s POV

I think it was pretty stupid for people to sit down and make a plan, and still consent to it, only for it go end up being a really bad idea from the very start. It wasn’t about it being a a flop, it was actuality about the idea being pretty stupid and dumb from the very start… and everyone who had agreed to it in tne first place, knew in a part of their mind, that their so call brainstorming had ended up in them coming together to plan a very bad idea, but they had still agreed to go ahead with it either ways.

That was pretty stupid to me.

I pulled the door open and stepped into the house before pushing the door close behind me and turning the key inside of it. I had arrived home a few minutes ago, without any kind of scratch on any part of my body.

Although, I don’t think my car can be able to say the same thing for itself. It was a good thing that my car was bulletproof, along with the glasses, which made it hard for those set of dumb people to be able to get to me who was sitting in the back of the car, through the form of shooting at the car.

It was going to have to visit the mechanic place tomorrow, and it was obviously going to go through a lot of things once it got there. I think it was pretty obvious that those guys had wanted me dead, that was like the main purpose for their attacking us for the first place.

We were able to bring in five of those men after everything, and they were going to gey thoroughly tortured, in order for them to confess the truths to any kind of questions we’d be asking them. When I said ‘they’, I was referring to my guards and I. We didn’t see any need to call in for backup and at the end of the day, had succeeded in taking care of the not so little mess, by ourselves.

If I was going to be very honest with myself, then I was going to state that my guards had been the ones who had done most of the work, and I was super proud of all of them… all I had done was to shoot at one when he had been about to escape, after being a huge part of the whole shooting thing. Of course I had shot him at a place I knew wouldn’t even make him pass out or die on us, and he had been captured along with his friends. The rest of the guys had been left on the street, with gunshots wounds, in which some passed out from at that very moment.

I shook my head a little, as I made my way imho the house. I paused at the part of the sitting room and stared inside of it. It was empty, but it did felt warm, like someone had stepped some time in it today, and had breathed a lot of air into it. I continued to walk into the house and stopped at the entrance of the kitchen, to see it empty, which I liked so much at the moment.

I think I was in a sour mood tonight. It wasn’t like I had great moods on a normal day, but tonight mood felt so gloomy and flat, and I didn’t think I could stomach any kind of human interaction or attention at the moment. It was one of the reasons as to why I haven’t called James to inform him about what had happened to me on the way back from work, because I couldn’t talk to him for now.

Perhaps I’d just inform him about it tomorrow morning, whenever we’d see in the morning.