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.

for

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, his

Valentino?" Mia shot back, twisting her wrist in a futile attempt to free

here. The apartment is very spacious,"

thanks. We have our own big house and are happy where we are. So if you'll let me

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

hurt because of you," he added

the big bad mafia king pouting at her? It felt like witnessing the eighth wonder of the world, a breaking news story

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whole staff is here. It doesn't tter if I'm not here," Mia retorted

demanded,

from her for even a minute. He wanted thing more than to gaze at her the

ked eyes for what felt like an

on her hand, as if fearing she would disappear if he let go. After

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

Alessandro's art fluttered with excitement and joy he hadn't felt in years. He let her rest on

be staying the ight. He

the mafia king that he would personally convey the jessage and check

bought some ice cream on 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 was surprised to find that Emily Yang was a very attractive and sexy woman. Matteo felt a stir in his pants and cursed inder his breath. He was not here to get laid but to convey the mafia king's message. However, the way his