Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 139

Luca’s POV

Well, I had after all only brought up the topic about it to him in the first place, because I couldn’t find it in me to touch her, immediately after I had gotten married to her and the whole thing had still kind of overwhelming, coupled with the fact that she had bursted into tears as soon as I had been about to touch her, like I was supposed to in the first place.

But then I had only brought it up, because I was still thinking of canceling the whole wedding thing back then.

Assuming I had known that I was going to end up finding her adorable and cute and oh so freaking beautiful, I wouldn’t have brought the topic up with him in the first place.

“What do you mean it’s none of my business?” I heard James start to ask but I didn’t bother to turn around and glance at him before replying to him once again.

“It meant whst it meant.” I replied in a low voice, my lips going into a thin line almost immediately.

“You definitely finally had sex with you, you fucker, so that’s why you arrived late today as well?” James continued to speak and I rolled my eyes a little as I started to unbotton the top two buttons or my shirt, still staring st myself in the glass window, and this time, I was standing in front of James’ car.

“Admit it, Luca. That’s why you were late this morning, right? Right? You were probably too worn out because y’know, she’s like fresh meat which you just couldn’t get enough throughout the night, and so you had gone over and over again, going at it until this morning…” James continued to speak and I groaned a little before turning around to stare at him.

“Shut the fuck up, James.” I said to him with a scowl directed at him and he only scoffed before continued.

“Just fucking admit it, you fucker. Remember how you didn’t even want to spend any kind of time with her, just some days ago, or about a week ago? I sure as hell didn’t expect it to be this easy for you to overlook all those things which felt wrong to you, just take her.” James paused and breathed out a laugh before continuing almost immediately. “I mean, I know how fast you can be, but then I surr as hell didn’t expect you to be this fast about this particular issue.” He continue and I closed the distance and grabbed his shirt by the collar, jerking him closer to me until we were breathing into each other’s face, with me scowling into hie face as well.

“What the fuck is your problem?” I demanded and watched in irritation when he chooses to roll his eyes in reply to my question.

“Do I look like I have a problem?” He demanded after a little while and I let out a scoff as I released my hold on his shirt and pushed him backwards so he staggered a little bit backwards.

“Yes, you fucking do.” I replied to him and turned sideways, dragging my fingers through my curls and dragging in a deep breath into my lungs in order to kill the feeling of anger which I could already feel start to brew in the deepest part of my chest.

“Well, I don’t.” James replied and I breathed out a light laugh which skunded very much sarcastic to my own ears even.

“Oh, you fucking do, you bastard.” I replied to him, without still turning around to stare back at him. I dropped my hand away from my hair and breathed out slowly, feeling my chest expend with the breathing in and out motion over and over again in slow seconds.