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.

Alessandro frowned,

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

love for you all to live here. The apartment

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

something happens me?" Alessandro's voice dripped

hurt because of you," he added

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 could be so

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are here, your whole staff is here. It doesn't tter if

demanded,

from her for even a minute. He

Alessandro's gaze softened. They ked eyes for what felt like an eternity, until Mia realized he

let go. After a * minutes, Alessandro's eyes

after a ng day. Carefully, he lifted himself up and gently tucked his arm under her knees, pulling ronto the bed and tucking her

his warmth as if it was the most natural thing for 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

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

he would

the way for the children. Standing before Mia's luxury apartment, he straightened his suit before ringing the bell. The guard had Iready informed Emily about Matteo's arrival, and only after her approval could he come ip to the door. Emily opened the door, and Matteo was momentarily dazed by the beauty before him. When he heard about Mia's assistant, he expected a plain, boring woman who also looked ifter the interior designer's children in her spare time. Instead, he