Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband Chapter 207 Situationship

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"Vittoria, are you truly going to let Alessandro Valentino get away with murdering your husband? How can you not seek revenge for his death?" Vanessa's sharp, complaining voice cut through the air, grating on Vittoria's nerves. She was tired of Vanessa's constant attempts to provoke her.

"What do you want from me, Vanessa?" Vittoria snapped in a hushed tone, her voice trembling with restrained anger. They were seated in a quiet corner of the restaurant, but Vanessa's relentless attempts to provoke her into action were beginning to fray Vittoria's patience. Vanessa was intentionally trying to drag her into a plan to take Alessandro back from Aria, pushing her buttons at every turn.

"That monster killed my husband," Vittoria continued, her voice breaking slightly as her expression darkened with grief, "and then my mother-in-law. All I have left is my son, and I won't risk him getting hurt."

"I have a plan that will get you your revenge, and the property that rightfully belongs to Lorenzo and you," Vanessa tempted, her eyes gleaming with cunning.

Vittoria's eyes flickered with hope as she cautiously asked, "What's the plan?"

Vanessa stole a glance around them, ensuring that no one was eavesdropping. Satisfied, she leaned forward and gestured for Vittoria to do the same.

"I have connections with the Marino gang leader," Vanessa revealed, hogy

hoice lowering conspiratorially.

"Alessandro has caused them problems, and they want him taken down. They're ready to help."

"But... you loved him, didn't you?" Vittoria gasped in disbelief.

Vanessa shrugged carelessly, a cold smile playing on her lips. "Yeah, I did. But I love the power and money he had even more."

She smirked, a hint of malice in her eyes. "There was a time Alessandro was madly in love with me, but his grandfather forced him to marry Aria. That witch cast some kind of spell on him-he forgot all about me, Vanessa hissed, her expression hardening with hatred. "When that slut died, Alessandro was mine again. But now that Aria has returned, she's ruined everything. I'm going to take back what's mine, no matter what."

eyes burned with fierce determination, leaving no doubt about her twisted

well how ruthless he could be toward anyone he deemed a traitor. He didn't forgive, and the thought of facing him terrified her, especially after losing everything. Her family was connected to the Italian Mafia, involved in their dark world, and when they learned of Enzo's betrayal and how it led to his death, they scolded

family had made it clear that they would refuse to support her if she even considered messing with Alessandro Valentino or

what

declared with determination, a sense of finality in her tone. Vanessa smirked, a cunning

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after Emily had left in his car, seething with fury. Lia had ruined what was supposed to be his most anticipated date. He stormed toward her, where she sat calmly at the table he had reserved for Emily and himself. "What the hell are you doing here?" he growled, stopping in front of Lia, glaring at

anger.

is that any way to talk to your fiancée?" Lia smiled, amusement dancing in her eyes. She knew exactly what she had done

to glance around nervously as nearby patrons

watching," she

watch," he scowled carelessly. "You

parents, and we've

husband, Matt. I can't stand watching you with another woman," Lia whined, her voice dripping

a flicker of disdain crossing his face. He hated hearing her use that name, one only his family used. "And as for the marriage, you agreed to accept things as they are. Back then, you didn't have a problem with

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him into this engagement, pressuring him to marry Lia because her family were longstanding business partners and close friends. When Matteo refused, his father threatened to disinherit him, promising to give all the ancestral wealth to his brother, who was a reckless gambler. Matteo had already bailed his brother

whined in that familiar

a name that felt too personal, too intimate. He didn't want anyone outside his family calling him that. To him, he was Matteo

with you," Lia continued, pouting. "Now I can't help but feel jealous of the