Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 405 The Threat

As the gondola glided gracefully through the serene waters of Venice, Leonardo and Sofia were lost in their own world of passion and love. Under the famous Bridge of Sighs, they shared an intimate moment, their lips locked in a desperate, hungry kiss. Leonardo's desire for his wife was evident as he deepened the kiss, sucking her lips with a fierce intensity. Sofia welcomed his advances eagerly, her own passion mirroring his. Their tongues danced in a sensual embrace, their bodies pressed close together in a heated union. The world around them faded into oblivion as they were consumed by the ardor of their love.

Sofia's teeth grazed over Leonardo's bottom lip, eliciting a low groan from him. He pulled her closer, their bodies pressed against each other, their connection palpable. The intensity of their passion was evident as they explored each other's mouths, their breaths mingling with a sense of urgency.

Their intimate moment was shattered by the sound of gunfire echoing through the surroundings. Leonardo's instincts kicked in, and he swiftly pulled Sofia behind him, shielding her with his own body. His hand reached for his revolver, ready to defend them from any threat. In the chaos that followed, Leonardo saw Marco fall into the water, his life abruptly ended by a fatal shot. The water around him turned crimson with blood, a stark reminder of the dangerous world they lived in.

Before they could catch their breath, the roar of motorboats broke the tranquility of the scene, and three boats quickly encircled the gondola. The attackers were closing in on them, and Leonardo knew he had to act quickly.

"Leonardo Morelli, now you can't escape. Come quietly with us," one of the goons taunted.

Leonardo's eyes narrowed, his voice firm and commanding as he demanded answers, "Who sent you?"

"You'll know when you come with us," another goon shouted over the noise of the motorboat.

Realizing that his life was on the line, Leonardo made a bold decision. "Okay, I will come with you. But you have to leave my wife. Let her go. Don't involve her in this. You want me to go with you?! I will. But only on this condition. You have to let go of my wife safely," he asserted, his gaze unwavering as he negotiated.

Sofia glanced at Leonardo, admiring his fearless composure despite the looming danger. The goons, cold-blooded and menacing, surrounded them, but Leonardo seemed unfazed, engaging them in conversation as if they were mere acquaintances. She couldn't help but wonder how he always managed to maintain his cool in such perilous situations, ready to lay down his life for her without a second thought.

"No, we have got an order to take both of you," barked one of the goons, his voice dripping with malice.

Leonardo responded lazily, as though he were discussing the weather, "That's not possible, dude. If you want me to come with you, you have to let go of my wife. Otherwise, you know better what I am capable of."

He casually revealed the revolver tucked in his waistband, instantly catching their attention.

or do you want to die here?" His proposition hung in the air, laden

couldn't help but think, My god! My

predicament was dire. Three boats surrounded them, each carrying five ruthless goons. And yet, Leonardo stood his ground, unwavering and resolute on the gondola. His deep, threatening voice resonated like thunder, and Sofia could see the visible conflict on the goons' faces as they grappled with the proposition laid before them. They knew better than to underestimate Leonardo; his words were no idle threats. Sofia could see the goons exchanging nervous glances, their hands twitching near their own concealed weapons. A single wrong move, and chaos would

his phone, presumably communicating with their

don't try to be over-smart," he

"I am all

he instructed,

refused, clutching his arms tightly,

hand

baby. They are dangerous," he said in a severe and cold tone, his

I don't want to leave you alone," Sofia sobbed, her fear evident in her teary

cheek, his touch soothing

that I am just worried about you," he implored,

harm me, and I cannot let anyone harm you. But I really don't know their intention and what they want from me. Your safety is my priority, and I cannot take a one percent

face as she tried to process

confessed, her vulnerability laid

he said, cupping her face tenderly and wiping

she begged, her heart aching to stay by his side. Whatever happened, she wanted to face it

words hidden in her silence. His voice carried an unwavering resolve, and she found herself

ounce of courage, she nodded, trusting in

ordered heroically, his voice now commanding and authoritative, leaving no room

goons reluctantly obeyed

eyes caught sight of Mark, standing there with a gun in his