Chapter 193 The Don Is Back
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“No!” Mia’s voice trembled, disbelief surging through her as the weight of the situation crashed down on her. Panic gripped her chest, making it hard to breathe. “They can’t do this!”
Alessandro’s face remained unreadable, though his grip on the steering wheel tightened. “Don’t worry, dolcezza,” he murmured, his tone calm but distant. “Everything will be alright. I’ll handle it.”
But Mia wasn’t convinced. She couldn’t let him face this alone. Not when her heart was sinking with fear for him. She leaned closer, her eyes pleading. “But why would you want to leave the Mafia, Alessandro? It’s everything you’ve ever worked for. Everything you ever wanted.”
Her question caught him off guard. His expression hardened, but beneath it, there was a flicker of surprise.
“What do you mean?” he asked sharply, glancing at her. His eyes searched hers for the meaning behind her words.
Before she could answer, Mia’s eyes widened as she saw how close they were to the car in front.
“Watch out!” she shouted.
Alessandro snapped his attention back to the road, instinctively slamming the brakes to slow the car down. narrowly avoiding a collision. His heart raced as he regained control, his hands gripping the wheel tightly as the car steadied.
near miss.
Mia placed a hand over her racing heart and took a deep breath, trying to calm herself after the near But the unease in her chest remained, fueled by Alessandro’s words..
“Alessandro, I still don’t understand why you feel the need to leave the Mafia,” she muttered again, needing more than the vague answers he had given so far.
“I told you, Aria,” Alessandro replied firmly, his tone leaving little room for argument. “I want my family away from this dangerous world, and I’ll do anything to ensure that.”
Mia sighed, shaking her head as realization bubbled up inside her.
“But you
didn’t have to leave it for that,” she retorted. She had watched him to be desperate for it, and had seen how much power and control meant to him. He had fought fiercely for it, and she knew that in part, he had even married her to strengthen his position.
“Come on, Aria!” Alessandro exclaimed, frustration lacing his voice. “What are you saying now? I’m doing this for you!”
“Then don’t,” she countered, her tone soft but firm. “I never asked you to leave the Mafia. I don’t want you to abandon everything you’ve built and live in chaos. That’s not what I wanted.”
Alessandro looked at her, shocked by her words. His brow furrowed as confusion flashed across his features.
“I thought I thought my Mafia status scared you,” he mumbled, his voice dropping as lie tried to make sense of her reaction.
“No, you don’t scare me in any way, hubby,” Mia replied, her voice soft yet filled with sincerity. “In fact. I
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Chapter 193 The Don Is Back
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Her words were laden with encouragement, and she could see the shift in Alessandro immediately–his face gleamed with that familiar pride that was his trademark expression.
The car came to a sudden stop, and Mia realized they had arrived home. She unbuckled her seatbelt, then turned to Alessandro, whose gaze remained locked on her as if she held the key to solving all his problems.
“Go get our kids, Alessandro Valentino,” she said with unwavering faith and trust, her voice strong and steady. The way she spoke his name, full of belief in him, made Alessandro feel a surge of immense power course through him. It was as if her words alone could give him the strength to conquer the world if
necessary.
Mia leaned in, kissing him slow and long, the moment stretching between them, deepening their connection. When she pulled away, Alessandro felt a renewed sense of determination settle over him.
“I will be waiting for you and our kids, Mia said with quiet confidence before exiting the car.
Alessandro sat for a moment, surprised by this unexpected side of his wife. The once innocent and nervous Aria had revealed a strength and resilience he hadn’t fully seen before. This inner toughness was Alessandro’s true anchor, his source of strength–having his wife’s unwavering support.
He inhaled deeply, feeling determination settle into his bones. The plan was crystalizing in his mind, and with the next step ready for execution, he reached for his phone and dialed Lucas‘ number.
“Boss, I’ve heard what happened. But don’t worry, nothing will harm Gia and Maximo as long as I’m alive,” Lucas‘ voice came through the speaker, firm and brimming with loyalty.
Alessandro knew Lucas was his most trustworthy ally, someone he could rely on without a second thought,
“Lucas, I need you to do something for me,” Alessandro said, his tone sharp with authority.
“Just say the word, boss,” Lucas was always prepared for action. Alessandro relayed his instructions, and Lucas listened intently.
“On it, boss,” Lucas responded briefly before hanging up.
Just as Alessandro was about to start the car, his phone rang again–this time, it was Matteo. Swiping to answer, Alessandro heard Matteo’s excited voice come through.
“You were right, Alessandro. The information checks out,” Matteo confirmed, and Alessandro’s eyes gleamed with a wicked satisfaction.
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