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

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

here. The apartment is very spacious," Alessandro

and are happy where we are. So if you'll let me go, I'll take my leave," Mia glared at him, annoyance flashing in her

if you leave and something happens me?" Alessandro's voice dripped with emotional blackmail, making Mia roll her

hurt because of you," he

a breaking news story in itself. The deadly, ruthless Alessandro Valentino could be so cute-who would have thought? Hell, no one

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staff is here. It doesn't tter if I'm not

demanded,

minute. He wanted thing more than

Alessandro's gaze softened. They ked eyes for what felt like an eternity, until Mia realized he wasn't

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

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

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

bedside table and composed a text for Matteo. He structed him to go to Mia's place and inform her family that she would be staying the ight. He also reminded his best friend to tell the

quickly, assuring the mafia king that he would personally convey the

left and 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