Betrothed To The Mafia Lord novel Chapter 317

Luca’s POV

It was a little bit after noon when I finally left the house, Sofia hadn’t been happy that I was leaving tne house when it was obvious that I still needed more rest, and had pouted at me as I got ready for work, although I wasn’t going to be reaching the office at all for the whole of today. I had cooed at her and pressed a small kiss to the side of her lips when she had stood on the bed to give me a hug.

I had embraced her and held her against me for long moments, as I remembered ehst I said last night in bed, right before I had fallen asleep. I had meant everywhere word, I really wasn’t sure of how I was going to act or react if she got kidnapped, all I was sure was that s lot of blood was most definitely going to flow it that ever happens.

My driver was already here and he drove me straight to the condo where Armani was at. I had gotten alerted when he had finally awoken, but had decided against calling him because I wanted him to get enough rest as possible.

On settling eyes on him, a deep relived sigh whooshed out of my mouth as I made my way towards his bed to stare down at him and examine him. His hand was bandaged, as well as his shoulder. His still looked a little bit pale, but I was sure that was going to change in a few more hours.

“How are you feeling?” I finally asked. Armani had on an unreadable expression on for a really long while, and I had a feeling he had been in that mood way before I had arrived here.

“Is this how life being involved in the mafia feels like?” He finally asked in a low voice, and there was something I’d tag as pain in his voice. It took me a few moments to finally start to speak.

“In a way, it does. But then again, it doesn’t.” I finally responded.

“Oh, that’s nice then.” He responded, sarcasm dripping off his voice and I let out a low sigh.

“I’m so sorry it’s like this, Armani. I never want you to be involved in this, like ever, because of stuff like this.” I paused and regarded him for a moment.

“It’s unfair to you that you had to go through what you did, I’m sorry for that.”

“Hey, it’s not your fault, stop apologizing already.” He finslly mumbled and I was honestly relieved that he felt like that.

“I’m serious, if I hadn’t allowed you to come over here, none of these would have happened.”

“Hey, I offered to come myself, st least I’m old to make my own decisions, am I not?” He finally responded and I reluctantly nodded my head.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

“Not old enough to decide to leave the house without protection then?” I supplied after a few moments and and was honestly relived when he rolled his eyes at that.

“That was on me through, I should have known better.” He finally breathed out.

We fell into a little silence after that.

“I was really scared though.” He began to speak after a few minutes, voice low and filled with so many emotions at once.