Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 346 Winning Her Trust

Leonardo's gaze hardened as he delved into the painful memories of his past. He knew he had to be honest with Sofia, to reveal the depths of his heartache. With a deep breath, he whispered, "Yes, I was in love with Evelyn." Sofia's eyes remained fixed on Leonardo, capturing his attention completely. He found himself momentarily lost in the depths of her captivating blue eyes, but he quickly composed himself, clearing his throat to continue.

"I was only nineteen at the time, Sofia," Leonardo began, his voice tinged with a mixture of regret and resignation. "I was in college and foolishly gave my heart to Evelyn. However, she betrayed my trust and cheated on me with a famous NFL player."

As he recalled the pain of Evelyn's betrayal, Leonardo's gaze shifted, glancing out through the window, as if seeking solace in the outside world. Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

"But it has been seven years since then," he said, a hint of carelessness entering his voice. "I have moved on, and the wounds have healed. I have forgotten about her and the pain she caused me."

Sofia's voice trembled with uncertainty as she mustered the courage to ask, "Um... How old are you now?"

Leonardo raised an eyebrow in question, his eyes fixed on Sofia's innocent face. "I am twenty-six," he replied, awaiting her response.

A flicker of surprise passed through Sofia's eyes as she processed the age difference. She faltered for a moment before shaking her head gently. "You... you are eight years older?" she stammered.

Leonardo's worry creased his brow. He feared that Sofia might believe he wasn't deserving of her or that the age gap would pose a problem. "Am I too old for you?" he asked, his voice filled with genuine concern.

A shy smile tugged at the corners of Sofia's lips, her cheeks turning a soft shade of pink. "No, Leonardo," she reassured him. "I didn't mean that."

Leonardo's warm breath caressed Sofia's neck as he whispered into her ear, his voice laced with desire and vulnerability.

"So, do you think I am good enough for you?" His words hung in the air, filled with anticipation.

Sofia's lips quivered, her eyes locked with Leonardo's intense gaze. Her heart raced in her chest, and a flush spread across her cheeks. She tried to respond, but the words seemed to escape her, lost in the intensity of the moment. Before she could find her voice, Leonardo's lips found her neck, pressing against her skin with a gentle yet passionate kiss.

a halt, its motion ceasing, as if it mirrored the stillness that had descended upon them. It was a silent signal that they had reached their destination. Leonardo just got a taste of her in the morning, and He couldn't wait to taste her again. He

hand securely clasping Sofia's as he whisked her inside the house. The anticipation in their steps matched the quickening pace of their hearts. They ascended the stairs, their footsteps echoing

refuge where their desires would ignite. Leonardo closed the door behind them, shutting out the outside world. Sofia's pulse quickened as she felt the weight of his presence pressing against her, his firm body

language of longing passing between them. His gaze descended to her

space, time seemed to stand still, the air charged with a potent mix of passion and longing. Their hearts beat in sync, a rhythm of connection and desire that would guide their every move. With a silent understanding, their lips met in a searing kiss, a testament to the intensity of their love and the depth of their

neared hers, his breath tainted with the scent of alcohol. In an instant, a rush of memories flooded her mind, memories of her mother enduring the brutality of her drunk father. Panic gripped her, and she reacted instinctively, pushing Leonardo away with all her strength. However, despite her efforts, his firm grip

He withdrew, creating a distance between them. With a

are drunk," she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper. Her heart pounded in her chest, knowing that her reaction

sober, baby girl, not drunk. My alcohol tolerance is good." Leonardo said, his features

hand hovering near Sofia's face, but she flinched and closed her

as he retracted his hand, understanding the impact his actions had on her. He stood at a

his voice laced with sincerity. "I won't

my drinking makes you uncomfortable, I won't touch alcohol in the future. I promise you, baby girl. But please, don't hate

voice carried a plea, and Sofia felt her heart

had always been

it. Growing up, I witnessed my father's drunken rage and the way he treated my mother... with disrespect and cruelty, beating her every night. It scared me, and I fear history repeating itself." Tears welled up in Sofia's eyes, cascading down her cheeks as the memories overwhelmed her. Leonardo closed

Angel. I would never do that to you," Leonardo's voice was a comforting whisper, his arms enveloping Sofia in a protective embrace. His touch soothed her, easing her fear and anguish. "I can't comprehend how a man could

her tear-stained eyes meeting Leonardo's gaze filled with genuine concern. In his beautiful gray eyes, she saw care and love,

washed over Sofia. Was she imagining things? Had she misjudged

mind was

that moment, she wanted nothing more than to escape from them all Without hesitating, she leaned up on her