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.

my love. Our gondola awaits, and we must reach there before the sun bids farewell,"

stepped into the immaculate white gondola, intricately carved and adorned with delicate gold accents. Sitting closely, side by side,

the captivating view around them 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

a love story?" She teased playfully, her eyes dancing with mischief as

he replied with

the canal, Marco began 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, and centuries-old

Leonardo, her curiosity piqued. "What do you think

exactly what he is conveying," he replied, gently tucking a strand of her blonde

you understand Neapolitan?" She inquired with genuine

"No, I merely sense the

she encouraged, her

a girl with long, radiant blonde hair that gleams like golden rays under the moon's caress," he grinned, conveying the emotions stirred within him by the

he said, savoring the moment, and tenderly kissed her eyes, causing her heart to flutter. Sofia closed her

whispered, her voice carrying a hint of playful

Sofia's spine. His arms coiled around her waist, drawing her even closer to

audible in the romantic ambiance

fabric of her dress. He spoke in

have her all to himself. He wants to make her forget the rest of the world exists,"

to melt away, leaving only the two of them. His eyes were magnetic, drawing her in with their

romantic reverie was interrupted as Marco ceased singing and informed them, "Sir, we are