Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 483 Mine To Save

Logan's

POV.

Amidst the busy preparations for my upcoming wedding, I couldn't shake off the lingering unease in my heart. Mia's sudden resignation from my company had left me bewildered and bruised my ego. I had made it clear to her that our relationship would remain strictly

professional, yet she chose to leave.

"Why does it bother me so much?" I wondered aloud as I paced in my luxurious penthouse.

Alex, who had been helping me with the wedding arrangements, noticed my distress.

"Hey, man, what's bothering you? You should be on cloud nine with your marriage just around the corner," Alex said, concern evident in his voice.

"I don't know, Alex. It's just that Mia's resignation hit me harder than I expected," I admitted with a sigh. "Even though I told myself I didn't care about her rejecting me, there's this nagging feeling inside me."

"Why do you bother? It is not like you feel something for her, do you?" Alex inquired. "Remember, you have a stunning fiancée, a glamorous wedding ahead, and a successful career. You've got it all, man! Cheer up!"

"Yeah, I know, but still..." I trailed off, unable to articulate the emptiness I felt inside.

As the days went by, the wedding preparations continued with fervor. My family had pulled out all the stops, booking a seven-star hotel for the guests

and hiring a renowned wedding organizer to ensure everything was perfect. Yet, amid the grandeur and excitement, my heart remained restless.

Late one evening, I found myself staring out at the city lights from my penthouse balcony. The gentle breeze caressed my face, and I couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness. "What am I missing?" I murmured, almost expecting an answer from the wind.

As I stood on my balcony, the city lights flickering below, my phone suddenly rang, jarring me from my thoughts. I glanced at the screen, and to my horror, it was my arch-rival, Marco, calling. He had a sinister reputation in the underworld, and our animosity had been brewing for years. My heart pounded as I answered the call, bracing myself for whatever evil plan he had concocted.

to you, mate," Marco sneered, his voice dripping with malice. "Or should I say

again and Mia's picture flashed. She was kept tied

blood turned to ice as I stared at

done to her?" I growled,

a nice little hideout. If you want her back alive, come

a dimly lit abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city. As I entered, the stench of decay and danger hung heavily in

warehouse, flanked by his menacing henchmen. "About

through gritted teeth. "Let Mia go, and this doesn't have to get any

This city ain't big enough for the both of us, and

tension in the

happened. Marco made the first move, lunging towards me with a vicious right hook. I deftly.

to his jaw. The

reverberated through my fist,

with his

fight intensified as we exchanged a flurry of kicks and punches, each blow fueled by years of bitter rivalry. I could taste the metallic tang of blood in my mouth, but I couldn't afford to back down. Mia's life depended on my victory. Dodging a powerful swing from Marco, I swept his legs from under him, sending him crashing to the ground. His henchmen rushed towards

flesh meeting flesh echoed through the warehouse. The walls seemed to tremble under the weight of our battle. Amidst the chaos, I spotted

across his face. "Kill him!" he barked, and his henchmen wasted no time pulling out their deadly weapons. The glint

dove

el.p

My loyal men arrived just in the nick of time, providing much-needed cover fire, pushing back Marco's goons as we engaged in a deadly dance of

back with

my heart pounding in my chest, adrenaline

veins. Amidst the

I

caught a glimpse of Mia, still

My jaw