Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 36 Trapped In Snow Finished

Mia was in a hurry, fearing that if Alessandro stayed any longer, he and Alexander would fall into a rift. Without changing her dress, she threw on a long red overcoat, gathered her belongings, and packed her suitcase and bags. She exited the suite, only to find Alessandro waiting for her outside the room. He glanced at her briefly before looking at her baggage and took it from her.

"No, I can carry my luggage, Mr. Valentino," Mia murmured, but Alessandro acted as if he didn't hear her. He continued carrying her luggage until a hotel staff member hurried over and took the bags from the mafia king.

They headed straight to the hotel parking lot and loaded the luggage into the trunk of a red Porsche Cayenne. Mia was shocked to see Alessandro driving alone with no one accompanying him. He never went anywhere without his driver and bodyguards. For a moment, she felt very annoyed at Alessandro's reckless move, but she pushed those feelings away. After all, why would she care about that man?

As Alessandro began to slide into the driver's seat, Mia stopped him.

"Mr. Valentino, let me drive this time," she offered.

"Why will you drive when I am alive?" Alessandro's retort made her roll her eyes. Her Italian don husband had a huge male ego.

"Your shoulder is hurt and still not healed," she reasoned with a casual shrug. "You've driven. all the way here. Now let me take the initiative, please." She tried to convince the mafia king, despite knowing he would likely refuse her pleas, valuing his pride more than anything..

"Okay!" To her surprise, Alessandro agreed and handed her the car keys.

She was dumbfounded for a moment until Alessandro raised one of his thick, dark eyebrows. She took the keys hurriedly.

Sitting behind the wheel, Mia removed her overcoat shivered and turned the heater to maximum.

she said,

threw it on the back seat.

they had gone a little farther when Mia faced challenges driving through the snowfall. Mia watched anxiously

let me drive," Alessandro offered, his voice so low and

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was so focused on the road she didn't notice Alessandro had sprawled over the car

her safety belt. She leaned over and touched Alessandro's head, jerking her hand away when

she muttered. "How long have you been feeling bad and not told me?" She was

Alessandro muttered, trying to remove his safety

snapped, opening the glove box and searching for the first aid kit. To her relief, it was there. She swiftly took it out and rummaged through its contents. Finally, she found

Alessandro trailed off, his voice

shivering despite the heater and his warm suit

muttered, touching his forehead again. He was still warm, which made Mia worry. If she had known earlier, she would have insisted they stay at the hotel until Alessandro felt better. But now, on the highway with only forest around them, they

herself. This was going to be the most stressful

Mia pressed the button to start the car, but it didn't budge. She tried again and again, but each time the engine only stirred before turning off. Oh no! Now what? Mia bit her lips with worry, glancing at

he had fallen asleep. Mia. sighed, looking at his calm face. Even when he was sick and flushed with fever, he to look irresistibly