Chapter 34


    Luca’s POV


    I signed as I sank into my seat at the office. After a few seconds of me just sitting and catching my


    breath, I stood up and took off my suit jacket before hanging it on the back of my seat. I thumbed open


    my first few buttons and sighed out again.


    It’s been a really stressful day and the day isn''t over yet. I was super thankful the appointments for the


    day were over, and that all that’s left for me to do is to create proposals and timetables, a chore which


    I’ve been putting off for about a week now.


    All in all, the auction was the most stressful of all the appointments today and like I predicted while I


    was still there, I had slowly developed a headache as the day slowly went by. It was currently a little bit


    after eight in the night and I’ve already had something to eat on the way back from myst appointment


    for the day.


    Now, all I wanted to do was to go home, take a cold shower and fall asleep… preferably pressed up


    against a certain woman who has been upying my bed for the past few days without any sort of


    body contact of any form.


    I wasn’t even thinking dirty or sexual at the moment, I just needed to get a deep and long, much


    needed sleep, and I was sure it would feel nice to have her small body curled up into my side even


    though I’ve never had a body that wasn’t mine, in my bed, apart from my younger brother, while we


    were still growing up.


    He’de into my room on some nights, too scared to be able to fall back asleep on his own after


    waking up to the sound of our father arguing loudly with someone and threatening the fuck out of them.


    I could remember how disgusted and disappointed dad had looked at him on the day he found out his


    second son was apparently ‘too girly’ and ‘a cry baby’ that was too soft to act like a man and remain in


    strong risky situations like he was supposed to know how to do.


    I wonder how Sofia would react if gunshots suddenly echo around the house in the middle of the night.


    Would she curl up into my side immediately like she was trying to dig a hole into my skin and hide away


    in it? Or would she remain curled into herself, shivering in fear while staring at me with those wide blue


    eyes of hers, while fear and terror swim through it.


    I had a feeling it was going to be the second option, because knowing how Sofia was, and how she


    was always so scared and jumpy around me, I knew she was extremely scared of me, probably due to


    all the horrors she has heard about me before she got married to me, which I was sure would make it a


    lot hard for her to trust me to that extent.


    From the look of things, it was going to take a really long while before we’d be able to get to that stage,


    because she was always so tense and worked up around me. I’ve been tempted to ask her the reason


    for those reactions a few times but had decided to drop it because I didn’t want to give her a reason to


    stress about.


    Not like I was ever going to be able to hurt her even if I wanted to, I couldn’t even bring myself to


    imagine doing something to her that could make her cry. All I want to do to her is to take her into my


    arms and feel the nervousness drain out of her muscles as I stroke my fingers through her dark hair


    which feels just as soft as her skin, leaving her ck and rxed on myps.


    I reached for my phone and the screen lit up immediately the Face ID got automatically scanned over


    my face. The time was already at nine, a few minutes past eight , and I still haven’t started what I


    wanted to do. By the looks of things, I don’t think I’ll still be able to get any of the work I had nned to


    get back to, tonight.


    James had headed somewhere else after ourst appointment since he didn’t have any work done that


    couldn’t wait, but I had decided toe back to the office. Not because the work couldn’t wait,


    because the sure way hell could. I was the owner of thepany and if I still haven’t gotten a thing


    ready even when it was needed, no one was going to question me, no one could.


    Except James, that is.


    That clown.


    I’d have headed home on a normal day, but because I was already married and almost didn’t know how


    I was going to act around Sofia, I had silently agreed with myself that I’ll only head home when it’s


    almost midnight, by then, I am a hundred percent sure she’d have been fast asleep.


    I dragged my fingers through my hair as I felt air whoosh out from my lungs, I was beyond stressed and


    wasn’t too sure I’d being to the office tomorrow, by the look of things.


    But then immediately I remembered that my little wife was going to be around the house throughout


    tomorrow, the ns about staying into tomorrow and noting to work dwindled into nothing,


    desting into thin air almost instantly.


    That’s a huge no, no for me. I mean, how would I survive staying at the house tomorrow, knowing she


    wears sexy as fuck underwear, knowing her skin was so soft and milky, the urge to lean my head down


    and drag my tongue over a spot on her neck, while talking to her yesterday at the hospital and


    watching color flood her cheeks every few minutes.


    I wanted to suck skin into my mouth and dig my nose into the side of my throat, to sniff her smell and


    kiss it softly. She’d always smelled nice, I knew that particr information about her from the time I had


    grasped her chin on the bed, on our wedding night and jerked her face sideways to ghost my lips over


    the skin on her throat.


    My, my, my… I wanted to choke her so bad, the strong urge to do exactly that to her was making it


    more risky to spend even a few minutes with her and watch her stutter and flutter her eyelids every few


    minutes like she was in the throes of an intense shower of pleasure.


    It was still quite unusual to me, because one moment, I really disliked the thought of doing anything


    sexual to her because she looked so small,pared to people I’ve been with. It wasn’t like I wasn’t


    attracted to her from the very start… Hell, when I had unveiled her face and tugged her face upwards


    to press my lips against her and seal our marriage, my breath had hitched in my throat.


    I had asked James to make some enquiries for me, a day before the marriage and he had said she


    was as beautiful as a doll, but he wasn’t too sure if I’d like what I’d get because of how she was built. I


    had demanded of him to tell me what she looked like immediately, but he ignored me throughout, telling


    me that it was going to be a surprise to me, a good one at that.


    And when our eyes had locked, the moment I unveiled her face, I knew at that very moment that


    despite how beautiful she looked, I wasn’t going to like what I got. And she proved my point when fear


    was always crossing her face every moment. I was still nning on going with the flow and trying to


    understand her since she had only just clocked eighteen years a few months ago, and must be scared


    asf about the thought of marrying a man way older than you.


    My stomach had dropped into my stomachpletely when I had tried to initiate something sexual on


    our wedding night, because as expected, we were supposed to consummate our marriage that night,


    and I figured she knew as well because she changed out of her wedding gown, into something I knew


    was sexy, before covering it with a robe anding out of the bathroom quaking in fear. I had been


    able to overlook that bit, but then she had bursted out crying, some momentster, making me hate


    myself for even attempting toe unto someone this small, despite the fact that she was already over


    eighteen.


    And so I decided to stay clear of touching her or even breathing near her from that moment, a little


    thankful that she was stayingpletely off the middle of the bed and clinging to her side of the bed,


    which made our bodies never ever mistakenly touch each other on the bed.


    And then I had gone ahead and dug my fingers into her panties without realizing it, which made me


    wonder if she hadter figured out the fact that Someone’s hands that weren''t hers nor the house


    keeper’s, had ran through it. Ever since that moment, my mind had one way or the other tried to make


    me imagine her in any of those silky pieces of lingeries.


    And to worsen it even more, James had talked about some things about how reactions would be


    unhinged and purely on instinct, and ever since then, all that had been able to visit my mind the


    moment I lose a little control over it, was about Sofia… over and over again.


    I had been absent mindedly expecting a call from one of Sofia’s guards throughout the day, to indicate


    that Sofia’s arm injury pains has indeed worsened and that they’d be visiting the hospital, because I’d


    been unable to not think about her and how she was fairing with the pains and if she was doing alright.


    The daily tab about Sofia came into my phone around two pm in the afternoon and I had been in an


    important meeting by then, when the text came in. But that didn’t stop me from unlocking my phone


    beneath the desk and going through the tab.


    Ethan had been the one to deliver the tab today and it was the most brisk one I’ve gotten from them


    since the first day they became her bodyguards.


    “Mrs Ri’s arm didn’t hurt like it did yesterday, but it still hurt nevertheless this morning. Along the line,


    after she ate breakfast and made use of her drugs, the pain reduced drastically. Once she woke up


    after a long nap which she decided to take on the couch in the sitting room, she informed us that the


    pain was starting toe back. She ate a little thing and made use of her afternoon dosage, it kicked


    in after a few minutes and the pain reduced once again.


    She’s doing quite alright and isn’t staying all by herselfpared to the way she used to do at first.”


    Ethan


    I ced the phone on my thigh in the meeting once I was done reading and nced up, only to see


    James looking into my phone, which made me realize that he had read every word of the tab I had just


    received, moments ago.


    ~~


    I stood up from my seat and stretched a little, I didn’t know if I needed to fuck someone or just needed


    my dick sucked. My balls feels heavy as fuck and I was also tired as hell. My hookups with a few girls


    in which I alternated in between, we’re starting to get quite boring to me.


    It was a good thing that I’d never nned on starting anything serious with those girls at the beginning,


    that would have made things so messed up andplicated… not like I could even develop any real


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