Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Chapter 211 The Powerful Man

Emily's eyes fluttered open, blinking up at the handsome face above her. She tried to stand upright, but her legs gave way as a fresh wave of dizziness crashed over her, causing her knees to buckle beneath her.

Yet, the strong, steady grip of the muscular arms wrapped around her never wavered, keeping her safe in their protective hold.

As Emily collided with Matteo Vinci's chest, the bodyguard walking beside him hurriedly reached out to grab her, attempting to push her away from his boss. But Matteo raised his hand, stopping him immediately. There was no way he wanted this woman anywhere else but in his arms.

At this unexpected encounter couldn't believe that the woman

was caught off guard, shock and surprise flooding his senses. He

aad haunted his dreams-and even his waking moments-was now

in his arms. Ever since their last encounter, their bitter parting, she had taken up residence in his mind, filling his thoughts and fantasies with no escape. And now, fate had brought her crashing back into his life.

He couldn't tear his gaze away from her flushed face, her delicate features still beautiful despite the stress that marred her expression. She looked fragile, yet there was something in her that stirred a deep sense of urgency within him. "Emily!" A man's voice broke the moment as another figure approached, reaching out and grabbing Emily's arm.

"Help..." Emily's faint whisper escaped her lips as she gazed up at Matteo, her eyes half-closed before her body went limp, collapsing against his chest.

"I'm sorry, my girlfriend's drunk and she accidentally collided with you," the man said, flashing a confident smile. But Matteo's sharp, skeptical mind wasn't convinced..

his eyes at the handsome

smoothly. "We were on a date, but she got upset and drank too much. Don't worry, I know how to handle my girlfriend," he added, reaching out to pull Emily away from

touched the

fucking touch her," Matteo

girlfriend, and you don't touch her, mister," he retorted,

in a low, threatening tone. I don't give a damn about that. She's leaving with me. Disappear before I lose

mister, Jae-min shot back, his voice tight with defiance. "I'll call the police if you try to

I'd love to see

course, who hadn'heard of Matico Vinci-the ruthless

undafantad and in

The

Jac-min stammered, staring at

down at the man

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Finished

me see you near her again," Matteo warned, his tone calm but laced with deadly intent. His eyes left no doubt about the seriousness of

he turned on his heel and sprinted away as if death itself was

shifted his attention back to the woman in his arms. Emily was moaning softly, her voice barely audible, as she struggled to open her eyes. She rubbed her against Matteo's chest, clearly

Matteo said, glancing over his shoulder at the bodyguard standing behind

the bodyguard replied

her life depended on it. A strange sensation stirred in his chest, something he hadn't felt in a long time. He couldn't quite put his