Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 321 Unfortunate Leonardo's

with worry, realizing that someone was after Sofia, someone who wanted her dead.

heart pounded in his chest as fear gripped him tightly. He had searched tirelessly for Sofia, but she remained elusive. Now, with his men by his side, they scoured every shop and store near the mall, desperately hoping to find any trace of her. His mind raced As Leonardo's men fanned out in different directions, he felt a mix of frustration and anxiety building within him. He instructed them to inform him immediately if they discovered any sign of Sofia. Time seemed to stretch endlessly as he prayed silently for her safety, his mind consumed by thoughts of the danger she could be facing.

Lost in his thoughts, Leonardo walked past a secluded corner when something caught his eye-a car parked nearby, its number plate bearing an unusual mark. His heart skipped a beat as he observed a group of individuals forcefully dragging Sofia toward the vehicle. Without a moment's hesitation, he sprinted toward them, his determination fueling his speed. But they were swift, quickly jumping into the car and speeding away, taking Sofia with them.

"Fuck!!!" Leonardo shouted in a fit of anger and frustration.

He had missed them by mere inches, his breath ragged from the intense pursuit. Retrieving his phone from his pocket, he dialed Mark's number. With a single ring, Mark answered, sensing the urgency in Leonardo's voice.

"Sofia is kidnapped," Leonardo uttered, his voice filled with a mixture of rage and desperation.

"What? Boss, are you serious?" Mark replied, his shock evident.Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

"I want you to find them as soon as possible," Leonardo commanded, his voice firm and determined. "If they so much as lay a finger on her, I won't leave them alive. Is that clear?"

Mark attempted to respond, but the words faded into the background as Leonardo's mind raced. He strained to think of who could be behind Sofia's abduction and where they might have taken her. Anger burned within him, fueling his relentless pursuit to save his wife from whatever danger she faced.

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destination. The car screeched to a halt, and without any regard for her well-being, they forcefully dragged her out. Disoriented and frightened, Sofia stumbled as they

a rough shove, they threw her into a dark, damp room. The echoes of their cruel laughter reverberated in her ears as they slammed the heavy door shut, leaving her trapped in the pitch-black space. Sofia's heart raced with a mix of fear and confusion, her

shot through her arm as one of the goons injected her with a sedative. The world around her blurred, and her consciousness faded into darkness

surroundings were no less bleak. She found herself lying on the cold, hard floor of the dimly lit room. Her hands and legs were bound tightly, rendering her immobile. Panic surged through her veins as she struggled to sit up, only to be met with the stark reality of her restraints. Her attempts to escape proved futile, intensifying

all her heart for divine intervention, desperately hoping that some form of salvation would find its way to her. She couldn't fathom why she had been targeted, why she had been forcibly taken to this

her fate. She knew that nobody would willingly pay a ransom for her release. She felt a chilling realization settling in there as no one coming

to well up in her eyes. She felt the overwhelming grip of

a creak, the door swung open, revealing the figure of the menacing man who had orchestrated her abduction. His presence sent shivers down Sofia's spine, her eyes widening with a mixture of fear and apprehension. Sofia's eyes widened with fear as the man's chilling words

you, and then your fate will be decided, whether you will live or die," he sneered, his voice dripping with menace. His

closing the distance between them, and forcefully

in, his face mere inches away from hers, he whispered with a threatening tone, "Until my boss comes,

were they planning to do to her? She desperately wanted to ask, to plead for mercy,

lingered, his fingers grazing her cheek before he finally released her. Stepping back, he gestured to the other men in the

in on her, their eyes filled with a twisted sense of anticipation. Fear gripped her entire being as she became surrounded by their menacing presence.

Sofia's mind raced, desperately

way

of fear and adrenaline. Trapped, bound, and unable to defend herself, she braced herself for what lay ahead, silently praying for someone to come to

horrified as they lunged at her. She was desperate to shout, but her