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

Chapter 104 Heartbreaker

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Alessandro's conscience had scolded him countless tires for ing reckless in making decisions. But

lumately, he found himself standing in from of his newly acquired mansion where Mia was working on the interiors. Though he had refined to come and had ordered her to make the final decisions on her own. he couldn't stop himself from going there when Mia's silence made him restless.

He entered the mansion and found it strangely silent, no one working there. Glancing around, he walked further inside, the emptiness echoing his every step. He searched every room but found no one. Finally, he opened the master bedroom designated for him and his wife. There, he found Mia engrossed in her work, a notebook in hand as she scribbled something on it.

When the door opened. Mia's gaze swiftly moved towards it. Her eyes sparkled with surprise at the sight of the man who had captured all her thoughts lately. Alessandro, you came?!" she mumbled, looking at him in a daze.

Alessandro was tempted by the beautiful woman before him. He hadn't realized how much he had missed her until he saw her again after almost a week. His breath caught in his throat, momentarily forgetting to breathe. But the next moment, he straightened his composure, trying to mask the emotions swirling within him.

"Hmmm!" He cleared his throat. "Tell me why you wanted to see me," he asked briefly, his cold, husky making Mia's heart race with longing.

"Yeah, she nodded, unable to tear her eyes away from his gorgeous face.

God, was it even legal for a man to be so hot and still be such a heartbreaker?

She shook her head to clear her thoughts.

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"My work is almost finished, and I want you to inspect the mansion to see if there's anything else you want me to add," she said in a single breath, trying to mask her true desires behind a professional excuse.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

She desperately wanted to see him, but her cold, distant mafia husband avoided her, always making excuses. So she created this pretense, hoping that work might draw him in, giving her a chance to talk to him.

Alessandro scowled and flipped his wrist, glancing at his expensive, limited-edition watch with a cold attitude.

Alessandro scowled and flipped his wrist, glancing at his expensive, limited-edition watch with an icy attitude. with trivial

"Miss Peterson, my time is very valuable. I've told you before, and I'll repeat it: don't bother me matters unless they're urgent. Talk to my assistant about this," he said in a curt tone, his cold gaze fixed on her. He noticed Mia's innocent hazel eyes starting to glisten with hurt.

He had intentionally said those words to hurt her so much that she wouldn't call him after that, but seeing her eyes well up with tears made him want to take them back and fall to his knees, begging for her forgiveness.

He could bear a bullet in his chest, but not the tears in this woman's eyes, whom he loved more than his life. Before his resolve weakened, he turned on his heel and started out of the room, rushing his steps. He was determined to leave the mansion as soon as possible. It was very dangerous for his self-control to be alone with this beautiful remutation in this his house when all he wanted was no fuck her in every corner

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Chapter 104 Heartbreaker.

of his mansion, marking the walls with her screams of ecstasy,

But as he reached the main door and grabbed the handle, it wouldn't budge. He tried with all his might, but it remained locked.

"What the fuck is going on?" he growled, turning abruptly with annoyance. To his surprise, he found Mia standing a few feet away, glaring at him with a mixture of frustration and fury.

Alessandro waited for Mia to respond, his face etched with a frightening frown. Mia, however, simply crossed her arms over her chest and met his glare with unwavering defiance.

"Are you going to tell me why the hell the door isn't opening?" Alessandro demanded, his low, threatening tone cutting through the silence. But Mia remained unfazed, which only amused him. It intrigued him that this fragile woman was not terrified of him. "The door won't open until I want it to," Mia replied calmly, though her anger was evident beneath her controlled tone. She held up her phone, and Alessandro quickly understood. Mia had changed the passcode and locked the door using an app. "I'm not in the mood for games, Mia!" Alessandro glared at her, frustration evident in his voice.

Mia rolled her eyes. "Neither am I, Alessandro."

"What do you want?" he asked, exasperated.

"I want you to talk to me," she replied, her voice tinged with a deep frown. "I want to know why you've suddenly started avoiding me."

"I'm not avoiding you," Alessandro lied, averting his gaze, looking away from her.

"Really?" Mia's voice trembled. Then why haven't you been responding to my texts and calls? And why... Her throat tightened with emotion, choking her words, "Why are you behaving so coldly with me?"

"That's just the way I am," Alessandro snapped, his tone stern. "I can't change myself for anyone."

It was a lie. He would have changed every single part of himself if it would have made Mia happy, but the circumstances were not in his favor.

Mia, however, wasn't about to back down. She narrowed her eyes and said firmly, "Then the door stays locked."

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