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,

twisting her wrist in a futile attempt

all to live here. The apartment is

So if you'll let me go, I'll

Peterson. I still don't feel well. What if you leave and something happens me?" Alessandro's

I got hurt because of you," he

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

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Mr. Valentino. The doctors are here, your whole staff is here. It doesn't

Alessandro demanded, ignoring

eyes seemed unable to look away from her for even a minute. He wanted thing more than to

flashing in her eyes, while Alessandro's gaze softened. They ked eyes for

would disappear if he let go. After a *

exhausted after a ng day. Carefully, he lifted himself up and gently tucked his arm under her

joy he hadn't felt in years. He let her rest on his shoulder, e one that was actually hurt, forgetting about his pain as this

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 bodyguards to be extra vigilant. After the tack, he had assigned them

the mafia king that he would personally convey the jessage and

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