Signed To The Mafia King - Chapter 74: Chapter 74

ALINA
I knew I shouldn't have said that. But I refused to apologize to him.
“You regret marrying me? Which of us should be saying that?” Luca gritted out. His dark, handsome face had a regal air even when he was angry.
“I don't care. I married you to be my husband. My protector and the father of my unborn children. It is assumed that a married couple will have children!”
I felt betrayed by his actions. What did he expect me to do now?
“I did not come to beg you. You will come to the Talciro ball as my wife.” Luca said, taking my hand and squeezing it hard.
I gasped aloud, my wrist hurting from his actions. “Leave me alone! You're hurting me.” I cried out.
He let my wrist go, looking disgusted with himself. He ran his eyes to my wrist which was throbbing in pain. The anger died in his eyes. “Why do you always insist on being so stubborn, Alina?”
I refused to answer him. I had nothing to say to him anymore.
My wrist was hurting so he found a first aid box and tied it for me. He knelt in front of me, looking sorry.
“I am sorry that I hurt you. I swear that will never happen again.” He promised as he finished tying my wrist, and turned my finger to kiss my wrist.
I nodded. I could see that he meant it from the anxious look on his face.
“Why don't you want children?” I asked.
He stood up. “The Mafia is dangerous. I am not bringing my children into this world.”
I wanted to reply but his phone rang and he pulled it from his pocket. He listened for a few minutes, then replied. “I'll be there in a few minutes. Keep everything under control until I get there.”
He looked worried and angry, his face tight and cold like a block of ice. “Some of my men have been ambushed. I don't know who it is but I suspect it is one of your uncles. That was my father on the phone.”
I wanted to bash my head on the wall. My uncles were always interrupting the most important moments between us.
“What are you going to do? Should I go with you?” I asked, hoping he would say yes.
Luca shook his head as I expected. His regal bearing made his anger that much more potent and dangerous. His voice was low when he replied. “No. I will deal with it.”
He walked out of the room.
I wondered when we would have the time to talk again.
I called my sister Valentina. We were to visit my brother, Adriano in school. I hoped we would still be able to.
“Valentina? Are you ready for our visit to Adriano tomorrow?”
She coughed and her voice sounded sickly. “No. I don't think the school will allow me to see him. I am very sick.”
I felt pity for her condition. And I felt bad too because I would have to go alone. “I am sorry. What seems to be the problem?”
“I don't have an idea yet. But I will have a test by morning. I have already invited our cousin, Enzo, to go with you.”
Enzo was uncle Alberto’s son. We don't talk to him much, but going with him was still better than going alone.
He was thirty years old and the first son.
“I will come and see you when I am back. Throw off the sickness soon.”
I ended the call and wondered about the ball Luca had invited me to. I had never been to a ball. I was curious, and maybe I even wanted to go.
But my refusal was a way of punishing Luca for refusing to give me his child.
Which was silly, I know but what else did I have?
I made myself tea and had dinner. Then I went to bed and slept.
I woke up the next morning with Luca beside me. He was sleeping peacefully, his naked chest rising and falling. I was lustful for him suddenly.
I swept my eyes down his body and I realized I had never looked at him properly.
I heard him chuckle. My heart almost jumped out of my chest. “Why are you watching me that way? I thought you were angry?”
I jumped out of bed and pulled my robe over my naked body. “When did you get back? What happened?”
He sat up in bed. He narrowed his eyes and stared at me. “Nothing. It was a scare. Your uncles are safe.”
I felt my shoulders drop with relief. Even though I hated my uncles, I didn't hate them enough to wish them death.
“I'm going to visit my brother at school today.” I told Luca.
“You will be back today? The ball is in two days. Your dress will arrive by this evening. You will try it on for any adjustments.” He said in a commanding voice.
“Didn't you hear what I said? I am not going.”
Couldn't he understand? I wasn't going meant I wasn't going.
“You are going. I wasn't giving you a choice. Anywhere I go, you will go as long as I invite you.” He said in a scarily calm voice.
He walked out of my room and closed the door. I whipped the door open and ran after him.
I had never argued with him in front of others but I was so angry then that I knew I would.
“What about children? What about giving me an heir? Is that not important to you?” I hissed angrily.
I saw some of the maids watching us with wide eyes. Luca leaned against the wall and said coldly. “If you cannot give us privacy to talk, then I will not have this conversation with you.”
He walked away from me, and I let him go, my heart breaking into pieces. So he wouldn't even talk about it? Was that how it would be?