Sophia knew no one would dare cross or infiltrate Luca’s room without his cognizance and permission and no one could with how tight it was.
She bit her lower lip as her eyes wandered and drifted around the vicinity.
Soldiers everywhere with rifles, she wondered where they brought them from and was the government aware of such things.
She rolled her eyes at a memory of how her father always had guns in his office and room and even in the living room hidden somewhere.
She had seen him bring it out on a certain day when people had attacked them in their home.
But then she’d thought it was like every other home, having a self defense weapon to protect themselves from harm but no that hadn’t been the case of her father.
He had them because as much as he needed them for defense it was an unwritten law in the mafia to have them stashed in your house.
With her head lowered, she scuttled up the stairs to the first hallway by the right, the left side was filled with patrolling men which was enough to inform her whose room was there.
She pondered how she was going to bypass those soldiers and not get caught or be stopped.
She knew no one there and hadn’t seen their faces before but wasn’t sure they had either.
She paced around, her eyes following every of their movements and then a maid appeared walking up the stairs, a tray in her hands with plates of fruits and salads.
She grinned.
She smoothed down her gown and marched up to the unfamiliar face, she hadn’t seen this maid before.
“Master Luca insisted I bring this myself” Sophia’s eyes glinted with mischief as she pointed to the tray “I was coming down to arrange it for him but thank goodness I saw you”
Her heart thumped and she licked her lips taking her lower lip into her mouth.
She was anxious and shifted on her feet and almost closed her eyes to pray for more strength but smiled instead, presenting her hands for the maid to drop the tray.
“I don’t know who you are” the maid calmly said and Sophia’s heart picked up, her throat dried with her brain probing for a new story to make but none so she snatched the tray from the maid and the plates swayed. You are reading on novelping.com, the official source.
“You can trust me.
I’m one of you.
It’s…it’s just that…that I don’t even know you too” Sophia tried twisting the situation to her favour “I don’t know you too” she firmly said again.
This time resolutely not wavering in her voice.
The maid eyed her and nodded retreating for her to pass which she did and walked up to the soldiers, the tray trembling in her hands.
She didn’t stop but kept going and could feel their eyes on her whilst she passed.
She breathed out when she arrived at his door which she discerned from one look at its position and the two people standing by the both sides.
Sophia lifted her eyes to the one standing by the door handle “please…” and he pushed the door slowly for her to enter.
“Thanks” she mumbled and went in shielding the tray with her body to the door, her head down she didn’t notice the people who were inside until her eyes explored the room for a table.
“You can drop it off there” a hand pointed to the bedside table, her heart skipped.
Squeezed and breaths vanished she almost lost her vision hearing that familiar gruff annoying voice again.
She could feel her heart pounding deep and loud in her head and ears, she raised her eyes to those stunning stupid greyish-green eyes that bored into hers like he was penetrating into her soul in search of what she was sure he wouldn’t find.
“Ohh…yeah. Yeah” she nodded and proceeded to drop it off on the bedside table trying not to lose her footing.
“You may leave Angelo and don’t forget what we discussed” Luca’s voice came through and she whipped her head in their direction to realise Luca wasn’t the only one in the room.
Her hands folded at the front awaiting whatever that would ensue from her actions.
She wasn’t stupid to think she would just barge in and leave immediately supposing he was asleep.
She never knew they started anything and didn’t know where they were and what to answer but right now she was in the lion’s den and she needed to play her cards well in order to leave alive.
“I…” she lifted her head and her eyes connected with his, her breath caught and she gasped, her eyes wide as it took in the sight before her.
“Jesus Luca” she breathed hastening to his side, her lips trembled with emotions as she cupped her mouth “Jesus Christ. I’m so sorry” her eyes sparkled with tears and she blinked back trying to keep them at bay but they fell still.
She crouched down to his height with him sitting on the bed, she wanted to be at his height “Oh God. I’m so sorry” she had an intuition such a thing was going to occur but wasn’t brazen enough to speak out.
What would she say?
I’m at fault , let me put off the fire.
Call the fire service and don’t endanger your life that way.
You might kill or harm yourself with how the flames are blazing.
You can’t take out the fire, you aren’t a trained firefighter
Her ego wouldn’t let such words come out from her lips.
Her vision blurred again with tears and she let them roll this time freely like a waterfall.
Her fingers itched to touch him, his chest that was always rippled with muscles and tattoos were covered with bandages now.
She sniffed “I’m sorry” she got him into the maze and he saved her out of it.
The least she could do was help him in such a state she’s left him in “What can I do to ease the pain. Please tell me” she whispered, as her fingers skimmed over the bandages as she tried avoiding the delicate part.
“I know what you can absolutely do to ease the pain”