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.

Domenico was speaking as his friend, not merely his business partner. Domenico, after all, held the position

to me," Leonardo confessed, his voice tinged with confusion. "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 want to burn this

to understand what I truly feel for her. However, deep down, I'm terrified of experiencing another heartbreak," he admitted, his voice betraying a mix

with Domenico. The latter observed Leonardo's face

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

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

the henchman callously revealed their intention to kill Sofia. In that instant, Leonardo had lost control, his rage

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 complete

surged once again, his fist shooting toward his companion's face in a fit of fury. Reacting swiftly, Domenico instinctively raised his hands in a defensive posture, shielding his face

words sharp and commanding, carrying the weight 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,

amusement, their laughter echoing through the dimly

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

tone filled with sincerity. "But on a serious note, I really want you to figure out your feelings for Sofia before it's too late. Let your guard down and set aside your fears. Allow yourself to feel what your heart truly desires," he advised, his eyes conveying a