Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 444 Want You In My Meal Mia's POV.

When I applied for the job and went in for the interview, I already knew it was Logan Mancini's company. Fortunately, I was chosen among the applicants. I was desperate for employment, as my family relied on me for

financial support. Recently, my father had been diagnosed with cancer, and we needed substantial funds for his treatment.

Despite being a fresh graduate without any prior experience, the Mancini group offered an excellent salary, which was a significant relief for me.

Today, I felt a wave of nervousness wash over me as I prepared to face Logan Mancini, my new boss. With a pounding heart, I mustered the courage to step into his office.

His initial demeanor startled me; it was rather rude. However, as soon as his gaze fell upon me, his expression changed, and his voice softened, carrying a gentler tone.

He rose from his seat with an air of surprise, making his way towards me. It was evident that my presence as his secretary caught him off guard. After all, I had been the one consistently ignoring his advances and attempts to connect. "Mia?" he called my name, his tone filled with disbelief as he took in the sight before him.

"Yes, Mr. Mancini?" I replied hesitantly, unsure of how he would react.

"So, you... I mean, you're my new secretary?" he asked, shaking his head and letting out a chuckle.

"Apologies if you were expecting someone else," I quipped, unable to resist mocking him, though I couldn't quite comprehend why I was playing along with him like this.

"No, this is even better than what I imagined," he replied, grinning mischievously.

Curiosity piqued, I shifted gears, adopting a more professional demeanor. "So, what are your next instructions for me?" I inquired, emphasizing my commitment to working diligently and striving to build my career.

"Just go through my schedule and help me organize each and every meeting. Maria has caused enough trouble by messing them up," Mr. Mancini instructed.

"Right away, Mr. Mancini," I replied, swiftly turning on my heel and making my way towards the door.

you," he corrected me, causing me to pause and face him. "But you're my boss," I stated, raising an eyebrow

his head and

Turning once again, I grasped the doorknob, opened the door, and made my way back

on my desk, likely created by his previous secretary. Logging into the system, I discovered that his schedules were in

to get his meetings back

I encouraged myself,

Yet, the sheer volume of work left me doubtful if I could accomplish everything in a single day. A weariness settled upon me, and I let

my lunch break to keep plowing

this overwhelming state of mind, the sharp ring of the landline on my desk startled me. I quickly

Mr. Logan Mancini's secretary," I said with a touch of formality, my

through the receiver, causing my heart to skip a beat. It was Mr. Mancini himself. "Mia," he said, and just his

current situation. I glanced around the room, half-expecting to

corner of my office," he revealed, the amusement evident in his

embarrassed, I replied, "Yes, Mr. Mancini, I'm trying

tone turned serious, laced

"You don't need to

Mia. Taking care of yourself is as important as taking care of your work. You need to eat and replenish your energy to work

protest, to explain that the workload was simply too much,

to my office,"

a mix of curiosity

during my

break?

the file on the computer, logged out, and grabbed a notepad and pen. With them in

desk, hands tucked in his pockets, gazing towards the door as if he had been waiting for me. As I walked in, he