Sofia’s pov “Are you sure?” He asked tentatively and I nodded my head instantly. I really am fine. I have no idea as to why I had began to tremble without even realizing it, but I really am fine.As expected, Armani didn’t seem like he believed me, telling by how his eyes lingered on me some more before he finally nodded his head at him.“As you must have figured out, I wasn’t the most confident kid, like Luca was since he was born. I was everything Luca wasn’t, and that angered our father so much.”I held my breath as he continued. “Our mother died shortly after having me. Our father believed in shaping kids into the right shapes for their future, and that was what he did to Luca, and Luca easily meet his expectations, unlike me.” He shot me a glance and I swallowed emptily, feeling a lump stuck in my throat.“I was what you’d term a disappointment.”A gasp flew past my mouth before I could stop it. “You’re not a disappointment.” Armani let out a wary chuckle as he reg
Sofia’s pov I knew it was dangerous. From the few times I’ve seen Luca in action, compared with all what I’ve heard about him even before I got married to him, I knew he wasn’t to be joked with.Even though I only wanted to be friends with Ryan because I really want to have more friends apart from Kayla– I knew Luca was going to lose his shit on realizing that I had been getting closer to Ryan, that I was supposed to.Or, perhaps, he might be understanding about it because everyone needs a friend in their lives at some point, right? He might ignore us being friends, but would he ignore the fact that Ryan and I now hold hands?I really don’t see anything in that gesture. That gesture is physical proof of how far we’ve both come together in our friendship, it doesn’t have to mean anything more.That’s what happens in a lot of platonic relationships. And it’s only hand holding, not like we were doing something else.When Ryan had come to me this early evening to ask if I’d like
Sofia’s pov Luca was leaning against the doorframe, with his hands folded around his middle for only God knows how long. His curls were in disarray, framing his face and sticking out in different directions, making it obvious that he had pulled the hell out of it throughout the whole of today.His face was expressionless, but there was a slight pinch of skin on his forehead, proving that he was deep in thought. I couldn’t help but swallow emptily, the sound echoing around in my head like it had echoed through the entire sitting room.I didn’t know what to say, and so I averted my gaze and glance around the sitting room for a minute.On a normal day, he’d have been eager to have his hands on me. It doesn’t even have to be sexual, sometimes he just want to hold me in his arms to reassure himself that I was safe and sound in here, away from all dangers– his words, not mine.But now, I wasn’t sure of how to react.Do I just wave at him without getting up from the couch? Or do I walk
Sofia’s pov My heart beat accelerated a thousand folds as I felt Luca’s firm grip around my wrist. His grip made me instantly half in a single spot as I gulped emptily. I glanced up at him after a moment to lock eyes with him, and unsurprisingly, his gaze was way more intense than it was before.I averted my gaze after a moment, feeling like all my feelings were currently being exposed to him. I felt vulnerable in a way, and I hated that feeling so much right now, because I wasn’t sure of what was currently happening between Luca and I, or where I stand in his life.I tried to pull my wrist out of his grip after a few more moments of silence had passed, but his grip was still firm around mine, making me swallow emptily once again.“Um, please let me go.” I mumbled without glancing up at him, not wanting him to see my face because I knew how I tend to reveal everything I was feeling on my face, and I didn’t want to do that right now to avoid feeling more vulnerable that I curren
Luca’s POV If guilt could kill, I’m sure I’d have been six foot under at this point.Never have I felt this level of guilt in my life before, and I knew I was only making things worse by pulling away from Sofia.But, it wasn’t like I could control myself to no longer feel disgusted with myself any longer each time I was around her.This was such a foreign feeling for me. Never have I known that I’d ever be in this kind of situation, caused by no one but myself.With my hands still stroking Sofia’s upper arm right now, it felt like that had rendered some sort of peace over me. When I had finally get to hug her some time ago, it felt like that single thing had put a stop to the uproar of emotions that had been going up in my head throughout the whole of today.When Alexa had called me some days ago back at the office and I had Informed her not to call me any longer, she called me again and I blocked her from reaching me without even hesitating. Each day, I had barely been able t
Luca’s POV I felt like I had gone back in time in a way, since I was doing what I used to before– before Sofia and I had gotten emotionally and physically closer.I was currently hovering over her, watching her as she sleeps.She looked so peaceful right now, with her mouth slightly parted go puff out air every few seconds. The sight made my chest ache.After Sofia fell asleep in the music, I continued to play the piano, because it brought me peace in a way.There was once a time where the piano was one of my outlet, although that changed when Armani left for Los Angeles.More like I sent him to Los Angeles.The fact that my father had somehow found the time to make sure Armani and I learnt how to play a few music instruments amidst the entire Mafia trailing while growing up was crazy to me, but father made it work out in a way, and it did work out.He had claimed he wanted us to master those things, as well as multiple languages in order to be like some sort of jack of all trad
James’ pov I drove as fast as I could, cursing the city’s traffic beneath my breath while at it.I loosened my tie and exhaled deeply as I slowed to a halt in accordance to the traffic light.I had already planned myself today.I had planned to head over to Blair’s as soon as we round up the mafia’s meeting tonight. I just hadn’t anticipated that the meeting was going to take this long.That wasn’t the reason why I was currently running late. It’s because I had stayed in with Luca even after the meeting had been over.I couldn’t help it.I was worried about my best friend.Ever since the deed which he did with Alexa, he sort of slowly spiraled into some sort of down casted and depressed head state. It didn’t help that he had been loyal to his wife since he began to feel something for her, that was what made him feel really bad with himself.I guess I do understand him in a way. But I couldn’t help but still be lost about how he was feeling. Perhaps it was because I’ve never
James’ pov “So, can you tell me about yourself?” I asked after shooting her a quick look. It was hard for me to keep my eyes off her, but I was trying to not let myself be too obvious.It’s usually extremely hard for me to keep my eyes off her on a normal day, and now that she was dressed up than what I was used to seeing, was making my thoughts all jumbled up in my head.I already expected the scoff before it spilled past her delectable looking lips.“Why are you so curious about me?” She demanded, and for the hundredth time, I also asked myself that question in my head, and unfortunately, I’ve been unable to get a response to that question since.“I have no idea, I just am.” I responded honestly but she snort that left her mouth next proved that she didn’t believe me.“Well, stop being curious about me, I won’t tell you shit.”“Are you from around here?” I continued.She pursed her lips and refused to answer that. I didn’t know what to make of her response, so I decided to drop