Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Chapter 354

Luca’s POV

Alexa was someone whom I had consistently hooked up with for years.

We spent a lot of time together during those moments and she even accompanied me to some

gatherings that required me to bring a date along.

Some people had definitely thought we were going to end up together, but that hadn’t been the case. It

was a hookup from the start and that was all it ever was, for Alexa and I.

After she had to travel to the states in order to further her studies, things automatically ended between

us, and after her, I didn’t have a long term hook up partner, choosing to go through women like I do

suits.

It’s been up to four years since I last saw Alexa – and now, she is here right now in persona, already

making her way up. I had granted her permission to come right up.

I raked my fingers through my hair and threw back another mouthful of scotch, just as a light knock

echoed off the door.

“C’mon in.” I called out as I smoothen my hand down my suit, just as the door got pushed open to

reveal Alexa in all her stunning glory.

A large, familiar smile was dancing across her lips and I found my mouth stretching out into a smile as

well, as I stretched forth a hand in her direction.

“It’s been a while, Alexa.” I murmured.

Alexa let out a squeak as she sashayed towards me, completely ignoring my outstretched hand to

head straight into my arms, smaller hands wrapping around my shoulders.

I was frozen for a few fleeting seconds before finally wrapping my still outstretched arm around her

back lightly.

“It’s been more than a while, Luca. It’s been freaking ages.” She sighed against my shoulder and I let

out a low hum at that.

“I suppose.” I murmured after that. She lifted her head off my shoulder to stare up at me and I took in

her facial features.

She hasn't changed all that much. She was still very gorgeous as I remembered, although her face has

matured a little more than it used to be.

One thing that hadn’t changed at all, was her forwardness and her sharp mouth.

“I missed you.” She whispered in the next moment, and I remained silent, not knowing how to respond

to that.

After she traveled years ago, I did miss her a little, which was very normal and expected because back

then, I used to spend a lot of time with her, but it didn’t take me long to forget about her.

She wasn’t unfazed by my lack of response, because she was saying something else a few moments

later.

“You look even better than I remembered.”

I chuckled at that, as I reached behind my shoulders to untangle her fingers, ignoring the surprised look

that crossed her face, and then I dropped my hand from her back. I moved away from her, reaching for

the bottle of scotch still on my table to take a long swig from it.

“You look good as well.” I said to her, tilting the bottle of drink in her direction as I spoke.

“Thank you.” She called out cheerfully as she made her way towards one of the couches in here to

discard her designer bag on it. She was walking back towards me in the next moment, eyes thoroughly

checking me out.

“Can I have a taste?” She demanded in a bright voice and I narrowed an eye at her, as my mind

instantly went back to the first time Sofia and I had shared a drink together, how she had prettily

begged for a taste of my scotch.

A harsh breath escaped my lungs as different images of that night played out in my mind, of me kissing

her deeply with my scotch soaked tongue, me dripping scotch over her tits, me…

I shook my head a little to rid my head of those images and then I shook my head at Alexa. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Let me offer you a different drink.” I offered, already making my way towards the fridge here.

She reached out to grip my bicep while shaking her head. “No, I don’t want something else. I don’t

even want a lot of drink, just a little sip of yours.”

I pursed my lips for a moment before sighing, handling her the bottle as I spoke. “Here you go then,

you can have the rest of the drink.”

A bright smile broke out on her face. “Thank you.”

She took a small sip from the bottle and I made my way back to my desk, perching on the edge while

regarding her.

She was dressed in a long, white silk dress that brought so much focus to the wide flare of her hips and

the slim curve of her waist. The front of her dress was really hanging low, revealing a tattoo curling

below both large tits.

I averted my gaze but the knowing grin on her face as she took another swig from the bottle was

indication enough that she had caught me looking.

She sashayed towards me after that, nodding towards her chest.

“You like my tattoo?”

I cleared my throat a little. “It looks creative.” I responded and she let out a small huff.

“You’re so uptight now! Why is that?”

I let out a small scoff, fingers twitching with the urge to reach out and grab the bottle of scotch from her.

“Is it because you’re now married?” She asked after a few moments.

I pushed off from my desk, handing towards the refrigerator to get myself a drink.

“So you know about my marriage.” I pointed out after taking a few chugs from my bottle of whiskey.

“It was all over the Internet, so yeah.” She responded with a shrug.

I raised a brow as I scoffed. “So you were not looking me up and keeping a tab on me? It just

happened to come on the front page of your safari?”

She shrugged once again as she slowly closed the distance between us.

“So what if I was keeping a tab on you and all?” She demanded, blinking her greenish eyes a little.

“Then I won’t be surprised.” I responded, pointing my whiskey bottle at her as I spoke.

“Your marriage is none of my business, by the way. I know it was something that needed to be done.”

I was leaning against the wall beside the refrigerator, and Alexa took one more step closer to me,

reaching forward to flick her tongue over the top of my whiskey while holding eye contact, as she

spoke.

“I just miss you, that’s all.”

I puffed out a sharp breath, drinking another mouthful from my whiskey bottle before glancing down at

her once again.

Alexa reached forward to flick her tongue over my whiskey top once again and I felt something akin to

heat curl in my stomach.

“Alexa.” I said. A warning.

She ignored it, as expected. Inching towards me until she was plastered against me, hands wrapping

around my shoulders.

“I just miss you so much, Luca. I swear it. I’ve been unable to stop thinking about you.”

I wasn’t sure of when my free arm wrapped around her waist, but the next thing I realized was the both

of us sharing a deep kiss.