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.

Sofia's lips as her body arched toward his touch, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. The car came to 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

the car door, his 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

as she felt the weight of his presence pressing against her, his firm body embracing her in a magnetic hold. She was trapped, willingly caught between the door

a silent language of longing passing between them. His gaze descended to her lips, and Sofia's breath hitched in anticipation, her

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

memories of her mother enduring the brutality of her drunk father. Panic

abrupt action startled him. He withdrew, creating a distance between them. With a heavy swallow, Sofia found her voice, her words trembling with a

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

had some Scotch, but I am very sober, baby girl, not drunk. My alcohol tolerance

reached out, his hand hovering near Sofia's face, but she flinched and closed her eyes tightly, a reflex born

understanding the impact his actions had on her. He stood at a distance, his gaze fixed upon her, filled with

voice laced with sincerity. "I won't

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

a plea, and Sofia felt her heart ache

wholeheartedly? He had always been so

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.

whisper, his arms enveloping Sofia in a protective embrace. His touch soothed her, easing

eyes,

Sofia. Was

was filled

leaned up on her