Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 226 Emotional Blackmailing

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"Mother, you can't force me into this!" Matteo protested, slamming the file shut in anger, his eyes burning with frustration.

"Forcing you? Really?" His mother scoffed, her face twisting with irritation. "You owe us, Matteo Vinci! We gave you life, raised you, made you the man you are today-and now, you have the audacity to argue with me?" Her voice dripped with cold menace as she glared at him.

"This emotional manipulation won't work on me this time," Matteo shot back, his tone firm, though a flicker of hesitation crossed his face.

His mother's eyes narrowed, her gaze hardening. She shook her head in warning. "Matteo, get this straight: you will marry Lia. This marriage is essential for forming an alliance with the Vassallo family. Your father's company needs their investment, and you can at least do this for us." Her voice was heavy with authority, making it clear her decision was final.

Matteo huffed in frustration, his jaw tightening as he shifted his gaze to Lia. She was smirking, a smug look of confidence plastered on her face, which only fueled the fire inside him. But what could he do? His family was pushing him into this marriage, blackmailing him with every card they had.

He was ready to compromise-after all, this marriage was nothing more than an alliance to him, a business transaction. But suddenly something about it didn't sit right anymore. What had once seemed like a simple, cold agreement now felt different. He didn't feel as sure as he had before, something was holding him back, gnawing at him from within. But what?

of it, only one thing came to mind: Emily. Her face flashed in his thoughts, leaving him even more confused. She wasn't interested in him, had made that clear. She

thinking about her? Why did her presence linger in his mind, unsettling him in ways he couldn't

over Emily. And there was only one way he thought could do that-sleep with her

Matt. He's stressed, and we shouldn't pressure him too much," Lia's sugary voice cut through his

"But I promise, after we're married, I'll be a good wife. I'll take away all your worries. My father has considerable wealth, and

her sugary words were nothing more than part of her act. Her sweetness was as fake as her concern, and he saw through it all. He didn't need Lia's father's money-he had earned his success

attorney, would boost the value of her father's company and help

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Emotional Blackmailing

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and don't mind me being stern with you. But, son, understand this-you're my only hope. I've endured so much, and now all I want is to spend my old age

emotional trump card again, fully aware of how sentimental Matteo was when it came to family. No matter how tough or indifferent he tried to appear, he always jumped

blushed shyly. Matteo rolled his eyes in frustration, but his mother didn't stop. She pressed on, her voice dripping with admiration.

frustration grew with each passing second, Matteo sighed quietly and leaned back in his chair. "Mother, if you don't have anything else to say, can I please get back to

smiled, knowing she had won and

Come home soon. I'll make dinner-all your favorite dishes," she chimed, as if she knew what his favorite food even

so badly, but he held his tongue, unwilling to drag out the

expression crossed Lia's face as she stared at Matteo, her gaze filled with a menacing determination. Then, just as quickly, she masked her