Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 16 Let Me Go!

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"I don't know why you're mistaking me for your wife. Does she look like me? It's not my fault if I have some resemblance to your wife, but I am not her. I am Mia Peterson, and

to accept it." Mia stared at him.

you have

Alessandro looked dumbfounded at the woman before him; she looked exactly like his wife. However, Alessandro didn't believe a word she said.

He wasn't ready to accept that she wasn't his Aria but some interior designer, Mia Peterson. Maybe his eyes were deceiving him, but his heart? It couldn't be wrong in recognizing the woman he had loved his whole life.

heart had felt her heartbeat synchronized with his when he kissed her. His eyes caught the emotions in her hazel orbs when he begged her. His body, which had been cold and unable to feel anything in those six years, reacted to her touch, and he was rock hard in his pants within a second of having her in his arms. All signs were screaming only one thing: How could it be possible that she was not his wife?

"Aria, don't be so cruel to your husband," he whispered, grabbing her wrist and pulling her into his arms.

Mia wiggled and writhed, struggling hard to free herself, but her husband seemed determined to hold her for eternity.

"Please, Mr. Valentino, let me go, please. My family would be waiting for me," Mia pleaded desperately.

Family?!

It surprised Alessandro once again. His Aria was an orphan and had no one to call her family other than him. Did it mean this woman was actually not his Aria, but someone else?

his

about her children. Everyone would have known by now that she was missing, and they would be searching for her. She was worried they would reach out to the police for help,

a step back.

her voice laced with desperation for

my new house

replying. It was very risky to work for Alessandro, but she had no choice. Maybe if she kept refusing

Let Me

again. So she agreed.

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design your new home in Paris," she said, nodding

in a clipped tone. "Let's go then. I will drop

so much for taking me to the hospital. I will pay you back all the money you spent on my hospital

would melt under his hot gaze if she didn't leave immediately. She nodded and, turning on her heels, hurried to exit

see her alive. He froze in his place and stared at Mia without blinking his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost. Mia was also startled to see him there, but she didn't show it. She knew Matteo was Alessandro's best friend, but she remained indifferent as if she had never met him. Quickly, she called a cab and left

Matteo gasped in disbelief as he rushed toward Alessandro and practically ran

exhaled heavily. "She is not Aria," he declared, turning his back and heading. toward the

followed the Mafia

My eyes can't be deceiving

his friend, causing Matteo to stop on impulse

Mia Peterson, the interior designer, and she is not my wife," Alessandro announced sternly. His face remained expressionless as he raised his hands and

brings you here searching for me?" Alessandro asked,

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