Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro)

Let Me Go, My Malia Husband

Chapter 103 Setting The Trap

Alessandro sat in his office, his fingers drumming lightly on

finished

polished mahogany desk. The soft glow of his laptop screen cast a harsh light on his stern features, highlighting the tension etched across his face. Matteo sat opposite him, his posture rigid and eyes lilled with concern. Lucas was seated beside Matteo, his body language mirroring the palpable stress that filled the room.

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you find out who was behind planting the bomb in your car? Matteo's voice broke the silence, his

tone edged with urgency.

"The person who planted the bomb was caught, but he wasn't the main culprit, Alessandro replied, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration.

"Then who is the main culprit?" Matteo pressed, leaning forward.

"That's still a mystery, Lucas interjected before Alessandro could respond. "But we have a clue that it's someone close to Boss,"

Matteo's eyebrows shot up at the revelation. "That's a very serious matter, bro and we can't take any chances. In this scenario, your life is in danger until the main culprit is caught."

Alessandro's expression remained stern and unreadable, his jaw clenched as he spoke. "Don't worry, nothing will happen to me. However, I'm not worried about myself, but the people close to me. They're in danger because of me, he gritted out coldly. Matten understood whom he was talking about: Mia and the children.

"But whoever the culprit is, they can't remain in the shadows forever. I've set a trap, and we'll catch them very soon," Alessandro continued, his eyes gleaming with cumming conspiracy.

Whoever had planned this against him seemed to be overconfident or didn't know how merciless Alessandro Valentino could be. The person was only a breath away from death once Alessandro found him. The thought made Alessandro's handsome features even scarier at that moment, a sight that could make the culprit confess their crime out of sheer fear.

Suddenly, Alessandro's phone chimed, pulling him out of his dangerous planning. He glanced briefly at the phone, and his expression softened. The screen flashed a notification about a text from Mia. He sighed. as he opened the message.

Mia had been insisting that he come over to his mansion, where she was working on the interior design, as she needed some insight from him. But Alessandro kept making excuses about being busy and having extra workload, so she could carry on with the designing alone.

In reality, he didn't trust himself around her and was afraid he would let his guard down if she came in front of him. He preferred to keep his distance and be rude to her and the children so that they coulik forget him, considering him the heartless monster his reputation suggested.

His heart thumped a different rhythm as he read a text from his beloved wife

Are you coming today, Mr. Valentinot I have been waiting for you for days to confirm the final design"

The could feel the frustration behind her words, but he intentionally had to make her more upset.

Chapter 193 Getting The Trap

Franshed

his determination to protect her. With a deep breath, he typed a quick response, keeping his tone cold and

distant

I trust your choice. Carry on working and fish the house on as possible. You will be free after the work is done, handle it yourself I'm busy

He hit send and set the phone down, the fleeting softness in his eyes replaced by hardened resolve

He put the phone aside on the table and shifted his attention back to the intense conversation he had left in the middle.

"Boss, I've made the arrangements and spread the word as you instructed," Lucas said. Lucas was his most trusted man, having been with him since he joined the mafia after his father's sudden death in a gang war. "Good. Let's see if our bait lures the rat out," Alessandro nurmured, his expression dark and focused.

Lucas left, and only Matteo and Alessandro remained in the office.

"Alright, I'll take my leave too, Matteo said as he got up, "I have to go and see my mother today," he murmured testily.

"What's wrong?" Alessandro frowned at Matteo's troubled expression.

"Ah, my family is the problem. My cousins are fighting to acquire the family business, and my mother wants me to get married so I can claim my right as the legal heir of the family business and wealth," Matteo sighed. "And what do you want?" Alessandro raised one of his thick brows as he observed his best friend's face.

Im not ready to get married. Hell, I never want to get married. I'm good on my own. Besides, I don't need my

ternal family's wealth and business. My law firm is very successful, one of the top firms. I earn more than the family business does, Matteo shrugged casually, making Alessandro chuckle. It felt like he was listening to his own life story.

To Alessandro, it seemed every wealthy family was always after more wealth and power. There was time he also craved power and wealth, but after losing Aria, he had lost interest in anything material. He had learned that the only thing necessary to live was having someone who loved you unconditionally; everything else was immaterial.

Alessandro leaned back in his chair, a faint smile tugging at his lips. "Alright then, I won't stop you. By the way, all the best," he couldn't help but tease his lawyer friend.

"Huh! Thanks," Matteo replied with a wry smile as he headed towards the door, his steps echoing in the quiet office.

Alessandro continued to watch his friend until the door closed behind him, leaving him alone in his office. His gaze shifted back to his phone, noting the lack of a reply from Mia after his last text. There was no confirmation or refusal. The silence from her side stirred a conflict within him. He picked up the phone and checked the text again, sighing deeply as he pondered his next move.

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