Betrothed To The Mafia Lord

Chapter 57

Luca’s POV

I glanced at my wrist watch clinging on my right wrist and noted what the time says, it was almost four

p.m in the afternoon. I made my way into the hospital building, walking past the security who bowed his

head a little at me in respect the moment he recognized who I was. I walked into the elevator which

wasn’t empty, to my disappointment and stood at the far end of the elevator, staying clear of the three

identical children who were chattering the ears of their mother off.

“Mummy, look at my bracelets in the mirror.” The one standing in the middle of her strikingly identity

sisters said, smiling at her mother through the mirror— just as the one standing on the side which was

only a few feet away from where I was standing at– lifted her hand up and looked up at her mother

through the mirror with a small pout which made Sofia’s face pop into my head all of a sudden.

“Mummy, mine is the prettiest, right?” She asked with a small pout just as the third one chose to turn

around to tug at the edge of her mother’s skirt while waving her second hand in the air to show her

mother her bracelet – a bracelet which was practically the same type that was on her two sisters wrists,

just in different colors.

“Oh, blueberries, I love all your bracelets, they’re all the prettiest.” The mother finally gushed out with a

fond look in her eyes as she stared down at her children. A knowing smile spread out on her face as

the girl who had a pout like that of Sofia’s, scowled in such a way that was just too cute to be mean

before she shook her head immediately, disagreeing with her mother immediately.

“But Mummy, Daddy said mine was the prettiest this morning!” She muttered out, a cute scowl still

painted across her face and I watched as the girl standing in the middle of the two girls– who had first

started the whole disagreement about who had the prettiest bracelets— gasped dramatically the

moment her sister’s words sank into her small, cute head.

“Daddy said mine was the prettiest this morning, which means mine is the prettiest!” She exclaimed to

her sister, sounding outraged by her sister’s claims of their father telling her she has the prettiest

bracelet.

“No, he said mine was the most prettiest this morning, while helping me with my shoes, which means

mine is the prettiest.” The third girl who had turned around to tug at the edge of her mother’s skirt said

to her two sisters almost immediately, sounding way too smug for someone who had been really

desperate for the validation of her mother, moments ago.

“Daddy said everyone’s bracelets are the prettiest, and you know daddy is always right, hm?” The

mother started to say to her kids and I watched as they all absorbed her words before finally nodding

their small heads slowly.

“Which means the three of you have the prettiest bracelets each! Everybody wins.” The mother

continued with a small smile tingling the edge of her voice, sounding like it was a normal thing for her

already, for her to settle silly fights like this on a normal day.

I wouldn’t be able to survive… This looks like so much to handle and a whole lot of work.

Do I even want kids yet?

The elevator stopped moving and dinged, signaling my stop before the doors started to slowly slide

open. I started to make my way out of the elevator car but paused when I heard a startled gasp which

made me turn back around to peep back into the elevator.

The mother of the cute triplets was staring at me with wide eyes and a little bit of fear in her eyes as

she quickly ducked her head a little before starting to say, “Oh my god, I’m so sorry, Mr Ricci, I didn’t

know it was you all along.”

I nodded my head and waved my hand a little at her, hating the way her knowing who exactly I was had

brought her this amount of fear immediately.

I stepped out the elevator and was surprised when the girl who had a pout almost similar to that of

Sofia’s waved at me just as the elevator started to slide back close, a smile missing a lot of teeth

displayed across her face.

I cracked a small grin and threw her a small wave just as the elevator doors slide close, genuinely

delighted by that little gesture of hers. If only people could be as trusting as that little girl was around

me, a few moments ago– then they have nothing to be scared of, because if they didn’t do a thing to

me, then I most definitely wouldn’t ever dream of hurting them.

I made my way down the hallway, finally exiting the entrance of the elevator to walk deeper through the Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

hallway, contemplating on if I should see the doctor first or just go ahead and check up on Aria. I

decided to head to the doctor’s office first, just to catch up on all what had gone down with her since

last night, to this very moment.

James had agreed to show up here before an hour time, and then I’ll let him in on all that took place

between Aria and Ivan because most importantly, he was going to pay me a visit to them for me, to

teach them an actual lesson.

Since Aria was going through so much pain now, they deserve to go through some pain as well, since

they had been the one to bring the pain on her.

I knocked against the doctor’s office and made my way in after hearing a quiet ‘come in’ from the other

side of the door.

The doctor welcomed me and offered his hand to me again today— which I accepted, because I wasn’t

an asshole, but had been extremely worked up, stressed out and also worried, yesterday– which was

why I had ignored his offered handshakes.

He looked genuinely surprised when I accepted the handshake before settling behind the table and

moving a few files around the table, before the actual discussion started to take place between us.

I remained silent, my whole mood slowly spiraling into a flat zero as he went on and on, pointing out the

lists of damages each injected drug had caused to her body and how it was going to have an effect on

her later if something is not carried out on her now.

I breathed out a deep sigh, feeling useless because there was just nothing I could do at the moment to

help ease a little of the amount of pain she was currently going through.

“I know it’s a lot to take in at once. Take your time.” The doctor started to say in a solemn and

comforting tune after a little while when I had still remained silent except for the little sighs that escaped

my lips after about a minute.

“Is she awake?” I asked the doctor and he stared at me like I had suddenly groaned two heads before

leaning his head down for a few seconds before staring back up at me to say in a slow and low voice.

“She undergone another surgery last night, because a tear occurred in her brain when one of the drugs

started to react in her system when we were trying to flush it all out… and she went through another

one, some hours ago— the heart this time, when it almost went out like a light.” The doctor explained

slowly and my eyes widened immediately, horror making my heart knot up painfully against the inside

of my chest.

“The fuck?” I whispered, the shock still very visible across my face and in my voice.

“That’s really bad.” I started to say, glancing down at my slightly parted thighs.

“It is. But, we’ve had worst.” The doctor replied to what I had said almost immediately and I glanced up

sharply to glare at him.

Was that supposed to make me feel better and less worried?

“I am serious, you really shouldn’t be too worried, it isn’t all that bad compared to some patients we’ve

gotten here, and they all ended up surviving the whole thing.”

I breathed out another deep sigh, feeling really drained all of a sudden.

“Am I going to need to pay in another sum of money?” I asked him and he nodded his head before

opening a file on the desk and swiping through it a little before settling on a particular part.

“Here is the newly added sum of money, because she is going to undergo a few more surgeries.” The

director said as he shifted the file forward until it shifted towards me, before pointing down at a

particular price which he had circled with his pen for emphasis.

I made the necessary transactions on my phone immediately, the sum of money I’ve been spending on

her being the least of problems at the moment, all I wanted and ask of her was for her to come back to

me and to get better.

The doctor and I shook hands once again as I stood up and made them leave his office, and he offered

to see out.

“You’re heading towards her ward, right?” The doctor asked and I nodded my head once.

“We can go together then. She’s still in a room which you’d be unable to go into today, due to the kind

of sensitive state she’s currently in, but you can see her just fine from the glass wall on half of the

room.” The doctor started to say as we made our way towards where Aria was located.

My breath catch in my throat and froze as I laid eyes on Aria through the clear as fuck glass walls. An

oxygen mask was over her nose and mouth and her eyes were slid close. Her face looked relaxed, way

too relaxed compared to the kind of dangerous situation she was currently in— but it was most

definitely because she was still in a coma and was completely knocked out.

I didn’t believe I’d ever be doing this ever in my life’s but here I was, about to do it with my forehead

leaning against the glass walls.

Please be fine, Aria. Come back to me alive, please.

I felt embarrassed as hell after what I had just done and threw a quick glance behind my shoulders and

around my sides to be sure I wasn’t being watched– not like they could suddenly magically read minds

to be able to figure out that I had tried to speak to Aria through a mind link that wasn’t even there.

Was that even a thing?

It seemed like I was getting worse than I thought.

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“What do you mean she got injected with four to five different types of hard drugs at once?” James cut

into what I was saying, sounding really outraged before continuing immediately. “How is she still alive

after being given that? That’s like an instant death thing, man.”

“Don’t I know it?” I muttered in a flat voice before continuing, squeezing my hand on my thigh when the

urge to run my fingers through my hair overcame me once again.

“So they did all that just to rape her? Are there no longer willing girls in this world?” James demanded

rhetorically, sounding pissed as fuck. He had only met with Aria once and they'd barely exchanged a

few words that day, but I had thought James had been into her at first, before dismissing the thought

out of my head.

“Nothing hurts me more than the fact that she has to now suffer for something she had no hand in, I

mean, all she did was to defend herself.” I started to say and James only chuckled darkly, a blank

expression on his face as he gripped the steering wheel of his Audi which we were both in, having this

conversation.

“What do you think their pain limits are? I think I am going to be paying them a visit, and lord knows

they’d hurt a lot, and still continue to hurt after she’d have gotten discharged.” James said calmly, a

little too calmly– like he was discussing the weather or what his last boring date went like— and not

sounding like he was planning on torturing the hell and fuck out of two very unfortunate boys.