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

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

to live here. The apartment

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

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

of

wonder of the world, a breaking

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

demanded, ignoring her

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

irritation flashing in her eyes, while Alessandro's gaze softened. They ked eyes for what felt like an eternity, until Mia realized he wasn't going to let

on her hand, as if fearing she would disappear if he let go. After a * minutes, Alessandro's eyes closed, and he tried to sleep. When he opened them at @ment later, he heard soft snoring. To his

he lifted himself up and gently tucked his arm under

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,

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 to keep a close watch on Mia and her family, ensuring their afety at

that he would personally convey the jessage and check on the

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 mouth went dry as Emily looked at him with her