Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband Chapter 182 He Cares

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Emily crawled back swiftly, her panicked eyes fixed on the men in black who laughed at her mockingly. Ignoring their taunts, she gathered all her strength, pushing herself up and running toward the nearest room.

Seeing this, the goons suddenly stopped laughing.

"Bitch!" one of them yelled. "Catch her!" another shouted, but Emily didn't have time to pay attention. Emily darted toward the door, slipped inside, and quickly locked it behind her. Leaning against it, she tried to steady her breathing, but a startled squeal escaped as the door shook violently under the force of the goons pounding. They had reached her, and the door rattled with each hit. Panic surged as she realized with dread-her phone was in the other room.

Oh God! Now what? Time was running out, and she needed a plan before they broke through.

Frantically, Emily scanned the room for anything she could use to defend herself. Desperation took over as she shoved the table and sofa across the room, pushing them against the door to reinforce it. Her heart pounded in her chest, fear clawing at her, but she couldn't stop. She tore open the cupboards, grabbing hangers and anything sharp enough to use as a weapon. Her mind raced, adrenaline surging, knowing it was only a matter of time before the goons forced their way in.

With each loud bang, the door shook wildly, ready to fall at any moment. But she never saw them break it down. Instead, a loud crash came from outside, followed by the sounds of groaning, shouting, and the unmistakable thud of punches and kicks. Emily was confused, but fear kept her from finding the courage to open the door and see what was happening. After a while, the noises stopped, and she pressed her ear against the door, trying to catch any sounds from the other side. Footsteps approached. Her heart began to race again. "Miss Yang, everything is under control. You can come out," a voice, calm and not intimidating, said from the other side of the door. But Emily's suspicious and fearful mind wasn't ready to trust anyone unknown.

"Miss Yang, don't worry. We're Mr. Vinci's men, and we're here to ensure you're safe. He's on the phone and wants to talk to you," the voice said again.

Hearing Matteo's name, Emily felt a surge of relief. She quickly removed the table and sofa blocking the door. She didn't know where this sudden strength came from, but she did it swiftly. Unlocking the door, she opened it quickly.

struggle. Her eyes then landed on four intimidating figures, though they weren't as frightening as the

who came to kill me?" Emily asked

took them to jail," one of the men replied, extending a phone toward her.

and began to speak. "Hello!" Her voice shook,

newfound relief.

Matteo's anxious voice came from the other side of the phone. "Are you alright? Did

fine' Frilo secured him though it felt like she was paring to comfort herself as

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strange emotions washed over her

I'll be there soon. Hold on. My people

interrogating the goons, he would know for sure. Handing the culprit over to the police was out of the question. He intended to deal with the person personally and make sure they faced the consequences for trying to harm Emily. Lost in thought, his phone rang. He frowned and glanced at the screen-it was Alessandro. Matteo figured Alessandro must have already learned what happened, especially since Matteo

what's wrong? Are you okay?" Alessandro's worried

Alessandro, Matteo said, rubbing his forehead. He knew that, despite his friend's hard and cold exterior, the Italian don had a deep care for his