Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 79 What A Woman Wants +5 Pearls

It was late evening, and Alessandro was deep in a meeting at the mafia headquarters. The air was thick with tension. They had a lead on the traitor feeding information to the rival gang, but the informer's tip was proving worthless.

Alessandro's patience wore thin. "You come to me with this?" he growled, his voice low and menacing. The informer stammered, trying to explain, but Alessandro's glare silenced him.

"You're wasting my time with these baseless rumors," Alessandro said coldly. "Do you know what happerts to people who waste my time?"

The informer paled, trembling under Alessandro's gaze,

"If you ever come to me with useless information again Alessandro continued, his voice deadly calm. "you'll leave this room in a body bag. Now get out."

The informer fled, leaving Alessandro's men in tense silence. Alessandro didn't need to raise his voice to make his threat clear. His words were final, and everyone in the room knew he meant every word.

"Find the traitor," Alessandro ordered, his tone sharp and unforgiving. "And when you do, bring them to me. Alive"

There was no mistaking the promise of violence in his eyes. In Alessandro's world, betrayal wasn't just punished-it was annihilated.

He quickly left the operations room and strode straight to the room where Matteo was waiting for him. Matteo had some pressing legal issues regarding Alessandro's black money that could cause serious trouble and even expose his identity to the police if not handled in time. As soon as Alessandro entered. the room, he noticed Matteo watching the news,

"What's going on?" Alessandro asked carelessly.

"Nothing, just passing time with the news," Matteo replied casually.

"Alright, let's get started," Alessandro said, pouring himself a glass of scotch. Matteo picked up a file to hand it to the mafia king, but before he could, the news changed, capturing both of their attention.

Alessandro's jaw clenched, and his expression darkened with a murderous glare as the news unfolded before him: Adam Whitmore was proposing to Mia, and she had accepted. Then they kissed.

The sight of it sent a cold fury through him. His grip tightened on the glass in his hand until it shattered, the shards piercing his palm.

a second thought, Alessandro hurled the blood-soaked glass shards at the television screen. The violent crash echoed through the room as the screen exploded into a shower of sparks and shattered glass, punctuating the intensity of his rage. The room fell silent, the broken

low growls escaping his mouth with every heavy breath

Alessandro strode over to the chest beside the broken television, his movements

Matteo's heart leaped

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no choice but to rush after him, grabbing Alessandro's arm with a firm grip to stop him. "Where are you going?" he asked, worry etched across

kiss my woman?!" Alessandro

can't act recklessly in anger. Calm down, and then we will think about what we should do. Matteo tried to coax his friend,

Matteo's, a storm of emotions raging within them. Matteo could feel the trembling intensity of Alessandro's fury through the grip on his arm, but he held on, refusing to let his friend make a rash

I won't calm down. How could she do this to me?" Alessandro's voice trembled with

and sort it out. Anger and violence will not solve anything."

the day I met him," Alessandro growled, gritting his teeth at the memory of his encounter with Adam at Mia's home. "Once he's gone, no one will come between us," he declared coldly. Matteo rubbed his head in frustration but didn't release Alessandro. He couldn't trust the angry mafia king. and the madly in love version

you lost her once because of your ego. Now you're risking losing her again, going to do something that can hurt her too. I'm warning you, if you lose her this time, you'll

I do, Matteo?" Alessandro huffed in a tone of defeat, his shoulders slumping in disappointment. The gun slipped from his hand, clattering to

realize I was never enough for her and I am still not enough. She accepted the marriage proposal of that bloody movie star?!" His voice trembled with disbelief as

for looks and wealth." Matteo smiled mockingly. However, his tone was tinged

bellowed in frustration,

and impatient nature. Though he had never been in love, he could see the agony in Alessandro's eyes. The Italian don was in pain-a very

him over you," Matteo suggested sincerely. "Talk to her, but speak to her only when you're sober and not angry, Alessandro Matteo's calm

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