Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 303 Prologue

Sofia's heart pounded in her chest as the rain pelted against the windows, matching the rhythm of her mother's sobs.

She could hear her mother's footsteps pacing back and forth in the living room, waiting for her husband to come home. Then, suddenly, the sound of a car pulling up to the house cut through the storm. "Mama, he's here!" Sofia whispered, barely audible over the sound of the rain.

She watched as her mother rushed to the door, wiping away her tears and plastering on a fake smile.

"Welcome home, dear," her mother said, her voice shaking.

Sofia's father strode into the house, a beautiful woman in his arms. Sofia recoiled at the sight of her father's mistress, but her mother put on a brave face.

"Who is this?" her mother asked, trying to keep her tone light. "Is everything alright?"

"Everything is fine," her father sneered, pushing her away. "Can't a man have a little fun?"

Sofia's mother's face fell. "Please don't hurt me," she begged. "I just wanted to make sure you were okay."

Her father's face twisted with rage. "You're always so worried about me," he spat. "It's pathetic. I hate that you even think about me. You don't deserve me. Get out of my way."

"Please, honey, don't do this to me," her mother begged, grabbing her husband's arm.

"Don't touch me," her father yelled.

Sofia's mother flinched at her father's words, tears streaming down her face again. Sofia watched as her father raised his hand to strike her mother. She wanted to scream, to tell him to stop, but she was frozen with fear. Her father didn't stop. Instead, he kicked his wife's stomach so hard she fell to the ground crying and clutching her stomach.

praying that her father would leave soon and they would be safe again. After a while, her father stopped throwing punches and kicks after

her mother sobbing

dare you question me?" he bellowed. "You know I can do whatever I want. You're lucky

speak but whimpered in

her to scream

her father spat at her mother. "And this brat," he gestured towards Sofia, "is just a reminder of how

from her husband's wrath, but he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up to her feet. Sofia watched in horror as he continued to beat her mother mercilessly, her cries echoing through the empty

Sofia whispered to herself, tears streaming

beautiful mistress, Sofia's mother lay on the

"Don't worry about me. Just

me to my room. Dad has locked your room, so where

nodded,

mother cried, covering e. her mouth. Sofia was eleven years old, but she understood everything that was happening in this house. They slowly went to Sofia's room. Sofia made her mother lie on the

was aching with unbearable

sat beside her mother, holding her hand. "I'll never leave you.

her eyes, her face still swollen

know you won't, baby," she said weakly, her voice trembling with vulnerability. "You're the only good thing in my life," she whispered, the weight of her words heavy with a mixture of despair and

woman home?!" Sofia's innocent question pierced the tense air, her confusion and concern evident in her furrowed

men have insatiable needs," her mother responded, her voice strained with both resignation and hidden anguish. Tears flowed

have to endure it, Mom. Why don't you leave him?" Sofia's

mother confessed, her voice cracking with the weight of her truth. "I came from a poor family, and I feel trapped I'm bound by circumstances to endure this life, and and I