Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 28 Please Stay!

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Alessandro finished the last spoonful of soup and then took his medicines.

"Mr. Valentino, you're set for the night. I need to leave now, but I've made extra soup f when you get hungry." Mia said as she rose, placing the food tray on the coffee table.

"No, stay." Alessandro demanded, his hand darting out to grasp Mia's wrist.

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Mia was taken aback, her eyes widening as she looked at the mafia king's large hand clutching her thin wrist possessively.

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"Mr. Valentino!" she swallowed hard under his intense gaze. "I have to get home. My children are waiting for me."

Alessandro's expression softened slightly at the mention of her children.

"I'll arrange for them to come here and live comfortably," he offered without hesitation.

"No!" Mia gasped, her voice trembling.

She didn't want him to meet her children. Hell, she was more worried about her genius twins. They were smarter than anyone could imagine and would sense something was amiss immediately. Explaining everything to them would be impossible. She couldn't lie to her children, but the truth would be too painful for their young minds.

"They can't come here," she blurted out impulsively.

frowned,

live here with you, Mr. Valentino?" Mia shot back, twisting her wrist in a

all to live here. The apartment is

we are. So if you'll let me go, I'll take my

feel well. What if you leave and something happens me?" Alessandro's voice dripped with emotional

I got hurt because of you,"

bad mafia king pouting at her? It felt like witnessing the eighth wonder of the world, a breaking news story in itself. The deadly, ruthless Alessandro Valentino

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Mr. Valentino. The doctors are here, your whole staff is here.

Alessandro demanded, ignoring her

a minute. He wanted

stared at him, irritation flashing in her eyes, while Alessandro's gaze softened. They ked eyes for what felt like an eternity, until Mia realized

essandro kept a firm grip on her hand, as if fearing she would disappear if he let go. After a * minutes, Alessandro's eyes closed, and he tried

she slept. Clearly, she was exhausted after a ng day. Carefully, he lifted himself up and

her. Alessandro's art fluttered with excitement and joy he hadn't felt in years. He let her rest on his shoulder, e one that was actually hurt, forgetting about his pain

family that she would be staying the ight. He also reminded his best friend to tell the bodyguards to be extra vigilant. After the tack, he had assigned them to keep a close watch on Mia and her

mafia king that he

looked ifter the interior designer's children in her spare time. Instead, he was surprised to find that