Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 349 Waiting For Him

Domenico nodded sympathetically, his expression conveying understanding. "I can understand, ma'am," he responded gently.

"Call me Sofia," she corrected him abruptly, wanting to assert some familiarity amidst her distress.

Domenico's face showed a hint of concern, and he responded, "Oh no, ma'am! I am not permitted to address you by your name. I value my life too much," he said with a chuckle, leaving Sofia perplexed. What did he mean by such a cryptic statement? Sensing her confusion, he continued, tapping his chin as if deep in thought. "So, the issue lies in your desire to spend quality time with your husband while he fails to provide you with the attention you seek. Hmmm..." Domenico's words trailed off, indicating his contemplation of the matter.

Then, he turned his gaze towards Sofia, mustering a gentle smile, and spoke with the utmost politeness, "Given that you are married to the most successful and affluent man in the country, you must understand the immense responsibilities and workload that rest upon his shoulders."

Pausing for a moment, Domenico gauged her reaction, finding her silent and contemplative. He continued, hoping to offer solace and advice, "Grant him some time. I am certain that he, too, yearns for moments spent with you. Should you ever need to vent or voice your concerns, feel free to confide in me like a brother. I am always available to lend an ear."

Sofia's gloomy mood began to brighten at Leonardo's brotherly gesture. Grateful, she responded, "Thank you so much, Mr. Russo, for lending me your ear." Finally, a genuine smile graced her lips.

"Anytime. And call me Dom," he suggested, returning her smile warmly.

Sofia pondered his proposal for a moment before suggesting, "How about I call you brother?"

A genuine look of happiness illuminated Dom's face as he enthusiastically replied, "That would be wonderful! I've gained a sister. How marvelous!"

As their camaraderie grew, Dom shifted the topic, acknowledging Sofia's boredom at home and missing her husband. "Why don't you consider joining some clubs, like the ones society ladies often do?" he advised, hoping to offer her an outlet for her restlessness. "Oh no, I'm too young to join those clubs," Sofia pouted, her youthful spirit refusing to conform to the restrictions imposed by such establishments.

Dom nodded in understanding. "You're right. Then how about your studies? Have you managed to complete your course?"

job, and become independent. "No, I had to abandon it halfway when my father arranged my marriage with Leonardo," she confessed, her voice carrying a hint of regret. "Oh... I have a brilliant idea!" Domenico exclaimed, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. "Why don't you continue your studies and rejoin your school? Have a conversation with Leonardo about it and seek admission again. It would be beneficial for both you and Leonardo. You won't have to stay at home all

brilliant. Thank you so much for suggesting that," she expressed her

replied with a warm smile. "So, if the matter is resolved, may I take your leave? Your husband

and thank you for coming. It was a

Mrs. Morelli," Domenico bid farewell

insisted, her voice carrying

beautiful face of mine," Domenico playfully replied, his hand gently caressing his cheek.

she would discuss with him

day had been arduous

and as he settled

journey home, he couldn't help but feel the weight of exhaustion. It seemed like an eternity since he had last seen the comforts of his residence. Amidst the chaos of an ongoing dispute between rival gangs, Sofia's call had interrupted him, demanding his attention. The gangs had grown

as the revered mafia king, the don, he possessed the power to dictate their fates. Disobedience would result in exile from the country,

call, assuming the role of intermediary on Leonardo's behalf. After their conversation, Domenico informed Leonardo of Sofia's raging anger and her ultimatum for his immediate return home. Leonardo couldn't help but find amusement in the fact that only Sofia possessed the power to threaten him in such a manner. However, he was left feeling helpless, torn between

with vigilant sentinels patrolling the premises day and night. Inside the house, servants attended to her every need, ensuring her well-being. No, her distress stemmed from a sense of loneliness, and Leonardo found himself missing her

Leonardo's best friend, Domenico had been a steadfast presence

as he reclined in his seat, his eyelids heavy with the weight of weariness. He leaned his head back, seeking a brief respite, allowing his eyes to flutter shut as he yearned for

his arrival, Leonardo

silently entering

had been making