All Chapters of Betrothed To The Mafia Lord : Chapter 461 - Chapter 470

Sofia’s pov The coldness of the smoothie glass against my hands were honestly greatly welcomed and as I listened to the familiar, pleasant sound of Zander bursting into laughter, I found myself relaxing further into my seat.It’s been about a week since I saw him for the first time on that particular night, and a few days since I had encounter those dumb boys who had thought it nice and humorous to mess with me.With the help of Luca, I had been able to recover from that incident way faster than I expected. Luca informed me that he dealt with those guys further and made sure they got what they deserved, and as he spoke to me, I tried not to feel any kind of pity for those guys, because they honestly had it coming from themselves since they moment one of them grabbed my butt.I let out a small sound on realizing that Zander was speaking to me once again.“Were you saying something?” I asked while regarding Zander with curious eyes.We had both decided to meet up with each other

Armani’s pov I let my gaze sweep over the club for a few more moments before breathing out a sigh and getting out of my car.Before deciding on this particular one, I made sure to carry out my research properly, making complete sure that this particular isn’t affiliated in any way to Luca or James. I wanted to go to a club where I’d be completely unknown, which is why I had driven a good two hours all the way to this location.I slammed my car shut and pocketed the keys before sweeping my gaze around everywhere at once. I didn’t come here with any guards, and I know Luca wouldn’t be pleased, but I believe I’ve been lowkey enough after the unfortunate incident that befell me right after a few days I arrived here, and now, I believe a lot of people would have even forgotten about my existence, which means it’s not going to be a big deal to come to somewhere like this on my own.I puffed out a long exhale before making my way to the entrance of the club which was filled up with

Armani’s pov As I walked behind her, I couldn’t help it, my eyes kept taking in every inch of her body, drinking it up like the starved man that I indeed was.The dress she had on had no back, and right there on her back, laid a very large tattoo, which made her appear even hotter than she was back in the club.I couldn’t believe my luck, that it still felt like I was dreaming even though I could literally see her in front of me right now.The atmosphere wasn’t loud with music any longer now that we were out of the club, which I was glad about, because that was helping me gather my thoughts some more, something which I was unable to actually do in the club.When she threw a glance at me from the top of her shoulders, I felt my mouth run dry at once. The look on her face was teasing, like she knew I had been checking her out moments ago, like she knew how much I wanted her right now, like she knows what’s actually going on in my head right now.Even though I wanted to avert my g

Sofia’s pov I’ve been putting off having a conversation with Ryan.Not because I was nervous to do just that.Or perhaps I was a little bit nervous… or, a lot nervous. It was still extremely unnerving to think of, because I was still yet to actually fully wrap my head around it. Ryan had actually murdered someone for me. That thought was enough to make me shudder from nerves. The kiss has been the most unexpected out of everything, because it was something I hadn’t seen coming at all. It had kept me up last night, even long after Luca had drifted off to sleep. It was the exact thought I woke up to, and the reminder that I do need to have a conversation with him, that same one which Matilda had suggested I told with him weeks ago. A small sigh escaped my lips as I trudged into the closet while toweling my hair dry. Thinking about having that conversation alone was enough to make my head start to pound, it’s undoubtedly going to be awkward as hell, a scene which I’d rather no

Sofia’s pov I glanced around from side to side as if waiting to find the answer to the question Lola had just asked, hanging in the air and waiting for me to see it. It suddenly felt like I was going crazy, like I was going out of my mind.I made to say something but ended up slapping my mouth close because nothing was coming forth.Lola let out an audible sigh and shifted from side to side, a perplexed look on her face as she spoke. “You don’t believe me.”It wasn’t a question. It was a statement made in a flat voice.I let out a long sigh and slowly sat up, and then I flexed my hands on the table while wishing I had ordered something on arriving so now, I’d have had a drink to wrap my empty hands around.“You’re lying.” I finally breathed out, because she has to be. She couldn’t have been telling the truth. It has to be nothing but a lie. A huff escaped her lips, something that sounded like a half scoff but I paid no mind to that. “Why don’t you believe me?” She demanded and I fo