All Chapters of Betrothed To The Mafia Lord : Chapter 371 - Chapter 380

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

Blair’s pov I had been looking forward to the dinner with James since the last one, even though I’d never admit it out loud. Perhaps, it was the because of the constant loneliness that I’m always getting engulfed in, but then I knew deep down that, that wasn’t the only reason.But, one thing I couldn’t deny, was the fact that I was very lonely.I was currently seated in the passenger seat while he drove towards where I’d assume was his house.When he had requested I come home with him, I had only declined half heartedly, while being really relived deep down, because I really didn’t want to be alone right now, and being in James’ presence always leave me in some sort of emotions that I cannot really describe yet.I glanced at him just as he threw me a quick look. He smiled at me reassuringly and reached out to take my hand in his, while his other hand controlled the steering wheel effortlessly.I felt my stomach flip as his large hand enveloped mine, and a small shiver slide ov

Luca’s POV I held the door open for Sofia and then I slid into the seat after her. It was a little bit past the time which we were supposed to have already been on the way to the location for the arts exhibition.I had left home early this morning, not just because there were some last minutes preparations to get in places, and it was definitely not because I wanted to be away from her to avoid sinking further into guilt… it was because I had went to construct a quick sweep around the location and to station my men in different areas for utmost protection.I could already tell that one of my stupid, dumb enough enemies was definitely going to want to try something stupid today, and I was going to teach them a big lesson for that.I glanced at Sofia who was in a simple looking hoodie and a small flared skirt. She was going to get dressed at the venue, another reason why I should definitely have arrived home earlier than I had done some time ago.There was so much I wanted to do right

Luca’s POV “Fucking shit.” I quietly cursed beneath my breath, a dark scowl settled on my face right after.James had his lips pursed into a thin line, and he didn’t look impressed.He never liked Lola, throughout the time we hooked up back then, and he never bothered to hide it. Travis arrived at my other side and slung his arm over my shoulder.“What’s up dudes? Let’s go have some drinks, we haven’t had anything to drink since we all arrived here.” Travis spoke up but when I turned sideways to glance at him, he instantly knew something was off.“Shit. What’s wrong?” He demanded. I remained silent, not knowing how best to respond, but James spoke up on my behalf soon enough.“See that woman over there with his wife, she used to hook up with Luca some years back.”“Oh damn. What the hell is she looking for here? Or is she friends with Luca now?” Travis murmured with his eyes never leaving Lola and Sofia, who to Luca’s horror, were both giggling at something together.“Hell

Sofia’s pov ‘What could they want?’ I quietly asked myself as I drew a welcoming smile on my face, hoping that it appeared real and genuine, and not tired and exhausted like I actually feel right now.I’ve never talked to so much people one on one in the span of a few hours in my entire life. It was really overwhelming then I had anticipated.I don’t regret doing this exhibition. It left so much joy and satisfaction in my heart, but perhaps next time I’d be hosting this– which wouldn’t be anytime soon, I’d put a limit to people who’d be able to come in, that way, it wouldn’t get this crowded, and wouldn’t overwhelm me this way.“Hello there, I’m Sofia Ricci, the artist whom you’ve come to see today. I assume you’ve taken a look around, are there any paintings in particular which stood out to you?” I said in a single breath and I watched as the three women all exchanged looks amongst themselves.One of them, the one standing in the middle, whose hair was styled in a really high bun,