Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband Chapter 138 She Is My Wife

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Mia was stunned. It all made sense now... He had always known. He never believed her denials, never doubted that she was his wife. Every time he called her that in those intimate moments, it wasn't by chance. He did it on purpose because he knew exactly who she was-Aria, his wife.

Her head spun, and she felt herself teetering on the edge of collapse. Alessandro noticed instantly. He lunged forward, catching her just in time as her knees buckled.

"Are you okay, baby?" he asked, his voice laced with impatience and concern.

But before she could respond, Alexander rushed over, fury in his eyes.

"Let go of her, you jerk," he snapped, pulling Mia from Alessandro's grasp.

"She is my wife, dammit," Alessandro snarled through clenched teeth, his fury barely contained.

"Wife?!" Mia's frustration boiled over as she steadied herself on her feet, shrugging off her brother's hands. to stand face-to-face with her mafia husband. "Do you think a wife is some toy you can play with when it suits you, and then just toss aside when you're bored? Not even bothering to tell her that you don't want her anymore?" she shouted, her voice filled with anger, making Alessandro curse under his breath

"That's not true, baby. I didn't respond to your calls and messages because I was deliberately avoiding you," Alessandro explained, his tone strained.

"See! I

threw one last disgusted glance at him before turning to leave again, but Alessandro grabbed her wrist, stopping her in her

go! Let me finish before you jump to conclusions," he urged,

Alessandro, when you've admitted you were intentionally avoiding me?" Mia snapped back. "I

at her mafia husband. "Listen very carefully. They are my children, and you have nothing to do with

she was threatening the most dangerous man in Italy. She glared at him, finger pointing and waving in a warning. The Italian don might be ruthless and cold-hearted to the world, but this woman-his wife-had him wrapped

in a tender tone that left everyone present in shock. It was hard to believe that the bloodthirsty merciless don could speak so sweetly. He lifted his hand to touch Mia's cheek, but she pulled back, turning her face away

shaking his head. "Secondly, Gia and Maximo are my children, and no amount of denial will change that," he

her voice heavy and shaking with anger and the weight of painful memories. "Where was this father when you sent those

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you sent to murder me," she sobbed, her

filled with remorse as he watched his wife cry, blaming him for that terrible night six years ago. The mere thought of it still sent shivers down his spine-if Aria hadn't

tell her the truth, to finally coax her into understanding. But before he could touch her, a heavy punch