All Chapters of Betrothed To The Mafia Lord : Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Sofia’s POV I slide down the high chair I had been sitting on before Matilda had made her way into the kitchen and picked up the now lukewarm cup of coffee and started to make my way towards the sink, ignoring Matilda’s requests and protests of me not allowing her to go empty my cup for me, like she had wanted at first. I turned the content of the cup into the sink and opened the water from the stainless control at the bottom of the tap and started to rinse the cup and spoon beneath the cold water.I moved my weight from foot to foot as I completely rinsed the cup before placing it on the side of the counter, with the hopes of me washing my hands before proceeding to place the cup into the dish washer. Matilda beat me to it and had grabbed up the cup and spoon before I could finish washing my hands with a little soap, and had quickly proceeded to stack the cup and spoon into the dish washer, ignoring my small arguments.I breathed out a small sigh as I turned off the cold water and

Luca’s POV I washed my hands for the uptenth time today beneath the cold water of the tap in the kitchen and moped my hands on the towel hanging off the hook on the top of the wall before turning around and existing the empty kitchen, heading straight into the sitting room, all the while, my fingers were absentmindedly playing against the edge of my skirt as I stepped into the sitting room and headed straight for one of the windows in the sitting room. I moved my eyes towards the wall to eye the huge clock hanging off the wall. It was recently past one in the afternoon and I knew I needed to find the guards and get whatever it was that Luca had relayed to them, because I was just sure that he had left me a message for them. I placed my phone on the couch which was closest to me at the moment and turned around to place my hands against the curtains, using my barely firm grip to flutter the curtains around a little, dragging in deep breaths into my lungs as the cold air or the sittin

Sofia’s POV “Good afternoon, Mrs Ricci.” They both echoed out at the same time and I nodded my head once before finally starting to speak. “Hello Ethan, and Ryan.” I breathed out and stared into the slight gap between both of their shoulders, refusing to meet their eyes as I continued.“Good afternoon, how have your been today?” I echoed out and watched as Ethan barely acted like he had heard what I had said, and Ryan had shrugged his right shoulder a little and that was it.“Anyways, I wanted to ask you guys if Luca left me a message with you guys.” I said to them and finally dragged my eyes upwards and settled my eyes on both of them at the same time, refusing to dwell too much on Ryan’s face because it felt like he and I shared a certain secret which no one else knew about and the thought alone was making me feel so type of way, which was why I was completely avoiding to stare into his face as much as I can.“Oh, a message?” Ethan breathed out and I nodded my head once, with my h

Sofia’s POV I took a step back and watched as both men carefully carried in all the stuff which we got from the mall yesterday, and as I watched them align the stuff beside one another, it was making me realize just how plentiful the stuff was. I chewed on my lips a little with my back resting against the wall as I watched silently and some minutes later, they started carrying in the big boards and drawing canvas and other bigger stuff. I allowed my eyes to wander around the room, a motion which I had been repeating over and over again, each time both men exited the room to go carry some more stuff, leaving me alone in the room.The room was large.When I say it was large, I meant it was more spacious than I ever expected. Heck, I didn’t even expect Luca to agree to me painting in the first place, and after he did, I decided to try my luck further by requesting a room which I’d be using for my painting stuff, all to myself, and unexpectedly, he had agreed instantly. Of course, I ha

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 goosebump