Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 384 Evil Intentions

"What were you doing, Kat? Why would you deliberately upset your father?" Emma's voice dripped with annoyance as she forcibly pulled her daughter away from the proximity of Sofia and Carlo.

Frustration seethed within Emma, for she realized that Kat's impulsive actions could potentially jeopardize her carefully laid plans. The girl's foolishness threatened to undo everything she had worked so hard to achieve.

Ever since the harrowing incident involving Sofia's kidnapping, Carlo had begun to harbor doubts about Emma. She could sense the flicker of suspicion in his eyes, an unsettling shift in his trust. Emma was keenly aware that her husband no longer held her in the same regard as he once did.

"Mom, how could you expect me to put on a facade of congratulations and smiles when I despise her with such intensity?" Kat retorted angrily, her voice laced with a venomous disdain.

Emma's patience wore thin, her frustration boiling over. "You need to exercise restraint, you foolish girl. Consider the timing and the circumstances. It is Sofia's moment, and we must act accordingly. Otherwise, your father will cast us aside without hesitation. Can't you see that he has begun to show compassion for his long-neglected daughter?" Emma scolded, her tone filled with a desperate urgency.

Emma clenched her fists tightly, the hatred for Sofia burning fiercely within her heart. In her mind, Sofia had become a mirror image of her mother-a woman who had come between Carlo and Emma, causing immeasurable pain and suffering. Emma harbored a chilling resolve to repeat history, ensuring that Sofia would meet the same fate-suffering, anguish, and ultimately, death.

Emma couldn't bear to leave Sofia be, as the girl gradually secured her place in Carlo's affections and gained a stake in the Ricci Empire. It was an intolerable reality that Emma refused to accept. She knew she had to act swiftly and employ a cunning plan to ensure her own dominance and maintain control over the empire she had worked so ruthlessly to secure.

"Mom, if you hadn't convinced me to reject Leonardo's proposal, I would be standing beside him right now. I deeply regret my decision. Just look at him, Mom. Any woman would give anything to be by his side, and I was such a fool to let him slip away," Kat rambled incessantly, her eyes fixated on the charismatic mafia king, Leonardo Morelli.

Kat had been content with her refusal at the time, knowing that Leonardo wouldn't take their relationship seriously. But witnessing his changed demeanor around Sofia had sparked a longing within her, a desire to reclaim what she had let go.

A foolish thought, indeed. Emma sighed.

prove to be a useful ally in her own plans. "Kat, hold on! I understand your desire to win Leonardo back, but darling, your father would be livid if he discovered

Emma inquired, her curiosity piqued. Kat shook her head, signaling her

go and befriend her. She could prove to be invaluable in achieving our goal," Emma retorted, her gaze fixed on Evelyn Anderson. As far as Emma knew, the Anderson family was known

hunger to reclaim Leonardo. Emma couldn't help but roll her eyes inwardly, pondering what was wrong with these girls. Both Evelyn and her own daughter, Kat, had rejected the same man in the past, only to now yearn for his affection. These foolish girls couldn't seem to make up their minds about what they truly wanted in life, Emma

solely to her, as she had wrested him from the clutches of Sofia's mother. And now, she would reclaim him once more, solely for the sake of her

She slowly maneuvered her way towards Evelyn as Leonardo left her side, opting to join Sofia instead. Emma observed with a cunning smirk as Evelyn and Kat extended their hands, sealing

grew late,

and Evelyn's audacious flirtation with her husband. Yet, amidst the gloom, a flicker of relief danced within her. Leonardo had refused to engage with Kat, a stance that Sofia held steadfastly. Forgiveness for such a betrayal would be an

unfaithfulness.

an intimate cocoon of seclusion. A simmering tension lingered in the air, palpable and enticing. Leonardo turned his gaze towards Sofia, his voice laden with a dark intensity. "So, baby girl, you've been a very naughty girl tonight, haven't you? Are you prepared for your punishment?" His words, delivered in a heavy and low timbre, resonated through the room, sending shivers down Sofia's spine, eliciting goosebumps that prickled across her

to his fervent lovemaking, yearning for the intoxicating blend of pleasure and pain. Her curiosity piqued, Sofia tugged her bottom lip between her teeth, a submissive nod accompanying her

want to hear it, in words, baby

parted lips as she responded, her voice laced with anticipation, "Yes," she whispered, her voice trembling

borne of obedience, she rose from the bed and heard the soft click of the bathroom door opening and closing behind Leonardo. Swiftly, she shed her dress, laying it aside with care. Positioned before the wall, she settled onto the bed, her

presence commanding attention. Gently, he spun Sofia around, guiding her

began planting wet

She

surprised breath and exhaled