Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Chapter 328

Sofia’s pov

I wasn’t the only female around the table right now, there were a few other women sitting beside who

I’d presume as their husbands, and I instantly noticed that they were older than I am. They kept

regarding me with unreadable expression and as expected, i acted like I couldn’t feel their eyes on me.

I noticed when one of the men offered a cigarette to Luca which he declined, and almost immediately,

he was offered something that was wrapped in brown paper that I knew produced smoke as well. Luca

accepted it but didn’t lit it. He was offered drink which he accepted and cradled in his hand, but I was

very sure he wasn’t going to be tasting it.

After that, all the men around the table fell into a conversation that I wouldn’t even be able to

understand why if i had paid all my attention to it, all I knew was that they were talking about some

wears and other things which I didn’t waste time in tuning out. I glanced around after that I was quick to

avert my gaze from a scene where a man was literally fucking into the throat of a girl like he wanted to

drill a hole into her throat. To think I used to think Luca has been fucking my throat hardball these while,

not knowing that he had been doing nothing but child’s play to me.

When I glanced bsck at the table, I noticed two of the men sitting exactly opposite me staring atvme

pointedly, and after s few moments, I noticed that they were staring at the exposed part of my

cleavage, which made me irritated, but of course, I tried not to let any emotion on my face. It was as if

Luca had noticed because in the next moment, the men who had once been ogling me both averted

their gazes At once – and that was when I noticed had glanced at them, probably in warning.

I was starting to get bored after a little while. To think I’ve been looking forward to go to a club after

reading about it in books, not knowing that it was like this. After getting this kind of first hand

experience, I wasn’t sure I’d ever want to go to a club ever again, I thought to myself as I pushed my

hair out of my face.

“Would you like to play?” The man on my left side asked and I regarded the cheeseboard he was Please check at N/ôvel(D)rama.Org.

referring to. I knew how to play cheese, but Luca has asked me not to do anything nor to respond to

anyone, and so I remained silent and said nothing. The man probably took my silence as a response

and didn’t push further. He smelled so much of smoke, that my nose had instantly gotten used to the

smell of cigarettes from the little time I had spent in here so far.

After some time, I noticed that they were all staring at me and saying somethings, and as they spoke,

they kept referring to me as ‘queen’, I wasn’t sure of what to make of that, and so I kept at a part of my

mind, promising myself that I was going to ask Luca what it meant once we were out of here.

Some of the men around the table kept betting and playing their board games as they talked, and they

kept throwing back their alcohol like it was water or something. Another man offered me a drink this

time but I remained silent until he threw the drink back in one go without looking unfazed by my silence,

they were all taking it like it was a normal thing for them to be ignored by a mafia’s lord wife – I was

definitely going to ask Luca about that later as well.

I lost myself to glancing around once again, because I was feeling bored as hell, and that was when I

noticed something really weird. The weird part wasn’t the girl who was grinding all over the boy in a sort

of lap dance – I’ve seen different things tonight that made a girl giving a man lap dance like nothing to

me, so that was definitely not the weird thing. The weird thing was the fact that the man who was being

danced on– had a gun

That was a normality for men in the mafia, to always be with a gun, so that also wasn’t weird. What was

weird and unusual, was the fact that the gun was currently being pointed here at the table that what

seemed like the most powerful men here in this room were all gathered around.

What made me do what I did next wasn’t because I was suddenly worried about everyone here around

the table, because I was sure they were all bad people and so they were none of my concern. My main

concern was Luca– because it had seemed like the man who was being danced on, was pointing the

gun at Luca.

I threw myself into his side without thinking and spoke into his ear really fast, as my heart pounded

hard against my chest.

“There’s- there’s someone here, pointing a gun at this table, at- at you.”

There were displeased grunts around the table but I tuned them out because Luca was responding to

me immediately.

“Are you sure?” He had asked and I nodded my head instantly.

“Which table? And which person?” He had asked next.

“You should learn to control your Queen, Mr. Ricci.” One of the men spoke and another one followed

instantly.

“Yes, because that was really rude of your Queen.”

A few more people made more similar comments but Luca said nothing as he slowly got to his feet,

while my heart got lodged in my throat.

In the next moment, Luca was pulling out his gun– and in the blink of an eye, every men around the

table were pulling out their guns and pointing it at Luca, to my utmost horror..