Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 240

Sofia’s POV

Well, today had been pretty cool at the garden, it wasn’t hot when we had made our way over there and I also wasn’t with any teddy bear to weigh me down as well, coupled with the fact that the sun wasn’t shining really harshly like it had done on that day.

“I painted some flowers.” I managed to say after long minutes, feeling my cheeks start to heat up in the next moment because he had probably or most definitely been expecting me to say a lot of things since I waited a long time before starting to speak, only for me to finally breathe out three words.

“Are you nervous?” He asked in the next moment and I started to shake my head after a little while.

Was I nervous at the moment? It would seem so… and why? Well, I’d say it was because he made me feel lots of things without even trying, to begin with.

“No, I’m not.” I responded with a small lift of my shoulders. I watched as his eyes dropped from my face to rest on my chest, my shoulders movements had probably made my boobs jerk up in the light top which I had on at the moment, and I felt myself flushing heatedly in the next second.

“That’s a good thing then, because I do not want you to be nervous around me for any reason.” He started to say and I shifted a little in my seat, wondering how I was going to explain it to him that he wasn’t exactly the one making me feel nervous or comfortable, and that it was all on me because for the life of mine, I just couldn’t bring myself to come to the fact that I could be around him without getting all jitters.

It didn’t help that each time he stared at me, it always seemed like I’d be able to melt beneath his gaze like he was the sun and I was a piece of ice placed directly under the intense ray of the sun.

It wasn’t even a bad kind of nervousness, because I was most definitely sure it the fact that I wasn’t as afraid of him the way I used to be as soon as I had gotten married off to him, but one thing was very much certain with me, and it was the fact that I was still very nervous around him.

The kind of nervousness that makes my insides feel like a thousand butterflies were all doing different things at once in the lowest part of my stomach. The kind of nervousness that makes me too klittery each time I was around him, the kind of nervousness that makes goosebumps appear on my skin each time I hear his voice or feel his touch unexpectedly, the kind of nervousness that makes my insides tighten with excitement that would be tinged with nervousness as well.

“If I ask you to do something you do not like or feel confident doing, all you have to do is say so, alright?” He continued and I huffed out a small breath as I nodded my head at him.

“You’ve always said this same thing to me and I know it just fine, it’s not what you did that’s making me nervous sometimes, I think it’s all me,” I ended up confessing to him after a few moments and I watched as he fell silent after that, and the silence dragged out for a few seconds before he fixed a look that ozzed fondness on my face.

“Bunny…” he started to say in a small voice and I shrugged my shoulders a little once again before I could think. I stared down at my food which I hadn’t really been able to eat. At this very moment, I wasn’t even feeling all that hungry, and so I pushed the plate away from me.

“You feel full already?” He asked almost immediately as his gaze narrowed at me. I bit on my lower lip a little before starting to speak.

“Yeah, I do. I don’t feel hungry any longer.” I responded to him as I reached up and brushed off a piece of hair out of my face in the next moment.

Most times, I loved feeling powerless and small against Luca, but in those particular moments, it always seemed like I was way too powerless before him, which I don’t think I really like to feel all that much… I didn’t like feeling like the ground was swept from beneath my feet.

“Then why didn’t you eat more than a little of your food?” He asked after some time and I swallowed emptily, feeling my mouth willingly fall open as he fed me another forkful of his food, at this point he had managed to feed me over ten forkfuls.

“Uh, I lost my appetite?” I whispered after I was done swallowing the food inside of my mouth.

“Of course you did, bunny.” He tsked in a low voice just as he lowered his face and pressed a kiss to the side of my throat, and I sucked in a sharp breath instantly, feeling myself tremble against him and also feeling him start to get even hard beneath me, and that thought alone was enough to make color flood into my cheeks.

“You smell so nice.” He murmured as he buried his nose in my hair after a few seconds and I shuddered a little against him, feelimg my eyes flutter a little in the next moment.

“T- thank you.” I whispered in response to him just as he fed me another forkful of the food on his plate, and at this point I was starting to feel fill so I told him after getting his attention. He didn’t give me another food again and pushed the plate of food away from him on the next second, and the next thing he did was to pick up my glass of orange juice which I just realized I had barely tasted since the start of dinner.

“Did you forget about this, bunny?” He asked almost immediately and I shook my head a little in response. He didn’t say a thing to that and just held the glass of juice against my lips, tipping the glass upwards, making the juice slowly trickle into my mouth and directly into my throat.