Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Husband Novel 344

Leonardo's eyes narrowed, his gaze intensifying as he locked onto Domenico's. Leonardo's fists involuntarily clenched, his knuckles turning white as his frustration surged. He yearned to strike Domenico, to obliterate that infuriatingly smug smile from his face. "What do you mean?" Leonardo finally replied, his voice laced with a touch of confusion.

Chapter 344 Emotional Whirlwind

Domenico's gaze hardened, his chin jutting forward in a defiant challenge. "I mean, the way you were behaving with Sofia, it wasn't an act, was it?"

Leonardo's hesitation grew, his mind grappling with the complexity of his emotions. He hadn't expected Domenico to notice, to question the cracks in his icy demeanor. The truth was, he didn't have an answer himself. Leonardo couldn't comprehend why Sofia had the power to unravel him, to soften the edges of his hardened soul. It was as if a storm of conflicting feelings raged within him whenever she crossed his path.

His silence hung in the air, a veil of uncertainty enveloping the room. Leonardo knew he couldn't brush off the inquiry, but he also couldn't reveal his own confusion. How could he explain a phenomenon he didn't understand himself?

Unwilling to disclose his vulnerability, Leonardo averted his gaze, choosing to deflect the question rather than face his own inner turmoil. With a deliberate motion, he swirled the amber liquid in his glass, the ice cubes clinking softly against the crystal sides. Raising the glass to his lips, he took a measured sip, the bitter taste momentarily distracting him from the weight of the conversation.

"Leo, what's wrong? Talk to me. I know you weren't just acting back there. You have to pretend to be in this marriage for three years, but that concern and care for your wife—it wasn't fake," Domenico said, his tone laced with genuine concern.

his business partner. Domenico, after all, held the position of

"But there's something different about Sofia. She's unlike any other girl I've ever met. When she cries, my heart aches. When she's hurt, I

for her. However, deep down, I'm terrified of experiencing another heartbreak," he admitted, his voice

Leonardo's face intently, as if searching for answers within

narrowing as he fixed Domenico with a challenging gaze. Domenico shook his head, a faint

his voice laced with amusement. "The moment that bastard mentioned his boss wanted Sofia dead, and you unleashed your fury upon him, I knew something had changed. It was clear then and there that you

Sofia. In that instant, Leonardo had lost control, his rage consuming him as he unleashed a brutal blow upon the goon's face. It took the combined efforts of his men to restrain

marriage, you despised Sofia with every fiber of your being. And now, I find myself wondering what could have transpired in Rome. It's barely been a week since your wedding, and yet your heart has taken

a defensive posture, shielding his face from the impending blow. "Hey! Hey! Hold on. I was just curious. If you don't want to tell me,

of authority. "And it's Sofia Leonardo Morelli to you. Take her name with respect." Domenico's face paled slightly, realizing his mistake. He stammered, desperately trying to rectify the situation. "Okay, boss. Please let me know if you want me to address her as 'ma'am' or something else. I don't want to have a punch on my handsome face," he blurted out, a hint of panic in

a moment of brief amusement, their laughter echoing through the dimly lit room. The tension began to

shook his head, a weary sigh escaping his lips. He couldn't help but question why he was feeling this way, why emotions he had kept locked away for so long were now bubbling to the surface. It was as if a tornado of conflicting feelings was swirling within him, threatening to consume

out your feelings for Sofia before it's too late. Let your