Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 404 Bridge Of Sighs

"It's lunchtime. So let's have lunch," Leonardo said, his arms gently wrapping around his wife's waist, pulling her closer to him. They decided to dine at the renowned restaurant in Venice, Terrazza Danieli, which offered one of the most breathtaking views in the city. From their table, they could marvel at the splendor of the Grand Canal, Punta Della Dogana, Giudecca, and San Giorgio Maggiore, all while being enveloped in a romantic atmosphere.

Leonardo lovingly allowed Sofia to take the lead in ordering their food. She chose the delectable Dandolo risotto with sea urchin, sole, and fresh tomatoes. As they waited for their order to arrive, they delighted in the captivating view before them. The soft breeze caressed their faces, and the distant sounds of gondolas and laughter filled the air, enhancing the enchanting ambiance.

When the food arrived, they savored each bite as if they were experiencing culinary perfection. The divine flavors seemed to dance on their taste buds, but it was the company of each other that made the meal truly extraordinary. Their eyes locked, and with unspoken words, they expressed their gratitude for this precious time spent together.

After lunch, they strolled hand in hand, enjoying the charming streets of Venice. Leonardo couldn't help but feel blessed to have Sofia by his side. As they reached a crossroads of their afternoon plans, he lovingly deferred to her desires, offering her the choice between a romantic ballet or a live opera show at Teatro La Fenice's historic theatre.

"Angel, ballet or opera? You decide," he said, genuinely wanting her to choose what brought her the most joy. Though he may not have been well-versed in dance or music, he knew that sharing this experience with Sofia would make it unforgettable.

After a moment of contemplation, Sofia's eyes lit up, and a smile brightened her face. "Live opera!" she beamed, her heart set on immersing herself in the emotional melodies and captivating performances.

"As you wish, baby. Let's go," Leonardo replied, extending his hand to her. Sofia linked her arm with his, and they walked towards the theatre, their steps in sync with the rhythm of their hearts.

Inside the theatre, Sofia's eyes sparkled with delight as the opera singer's mesmerizing voice filled the grand hall. Leonardo couldn't take his eyes off her, admiring how her expressions mirrored the emotions of the performance. She glanced at him, and he found himself lost in the depths of her captivating gaze. She gently cupped his cheeks, guiding his attention back to the performance, appreciating her thoughtful gesture.

After the captivating opera, they walked out of the theatre hand in hand, her joy contagious. "You seemed to enjoy the opera," Leonardo said, smiling at her animated enthusiasm.

"Oh yes, it's been a long time since I enjoyed it so much. Thank you so much for bringing me here. I truly enjoyed my day," she grinned, her happiness filling him with warmth.

"Oh no, baby. It's not over yet," he remarked, his eyes flickering to the horizon where the sun was beginning to set, painting the sky in hues of orange and pink.

gondola awaits, and we must reach there before the sun bids farewell," Leonardo tenderly clasped

and adorned with delicate gold accents. Sitting closely, side by side, they felt the gentle sway of the boat. The gondolier, Marco, introduced himself with a

to him, "gondolas have always been known as 'the boats of love' for a reason. In fact, it's no mystery that Venetians used them for romantic encounters. So let's follow their example! Lovers used to meet inside a gondola, and who knows how many love stories have started

we are here to witness a love story?" She teased playfully, her eyes dancing with mischief as she scanned the

replied with

singing 'O Sole Mio.' Though they couldn't understand the Neapolitan lyrics, the melody was so enchanting that it seemed to evoke the emotions embedded within the song. Rowing them through the Grand Canal, the gondolier led them past charming shops, cozy cafes,

her curiosity piqued. "What

is conveying," he replied, gently tucking a strand

understand Neapolitan?"

chuckled, "No, I merely sense the essence of

she encouraged, her

rays under the moon's caress," he grinned, conveying the emotions stirred within him by the tune, and took the opportunity to

the reflection of the moon on the water pales in comparison," he said, savoring the moment, and tenderly kissed her eyes, causing her heart to flutter. Sofia closed her eyes, savoring the

else?" she whispered, her voice carrying

to him, their bodies pressed intimately together. "He is saying she should come

audible in the

arm lightly brushed against one of her nipples through the flimsy fabric of her dress. He spoke in a husky

to make her forget the rest of the world exists," he

seemed to melt away,

interrupted as Marco ceased singing and informed them, "Sir, we are passing under the