Classic Novel
Husband Novel 93
Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband
Chapter 93 Ominous Realization BK 61%%a
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She was so engrossed in Adam's hurt expression that she hadn't realized when Alessandro had come to her side. Mia turned to find Alessandro glaring at the door through which Adamn had just left.
"Nothing. We just clarified a few things," Mia mumbled, sighing,
"You didn't have to give clarification to anyone, la mia regina," Alessandro asserted seriously as he wrapped. his muscular arm around her tiny waist, pulling her close to reassure her.
Mia was amazed to see this patient side of her mafia husband. The old Alessandro would never have been patient enough to let anyone else speak, but now he had allowed her to talk to Adam without interrupting their conversation.
"If he threatens you again, let me know. I'll deal with him next time," Alessandro stated, gritting his teeth as a menacing scowl appeared on his face.
Mia giggled, shaking her head. "Relax, you don't have to do anything," she said, looking at him intently. "Adam might be angry right now, but he would never do anything to hurt me. And thank you," she paused and smiled warmly. Alessandro frowned in confusion. Mia continued, "For giving Adam and me the space to talk freely without hesitation
Alessandro leaned in, pulling her closer. "You see, I'm avery good candidate for a husband-very understanding, very caring, very loving, and.." Alessandro leaned even closer, and Mia rolled her eyes as he continued to boast about his occasionally existing qualities. "Very good in bed," he whispered into her
car.
Mia gasped, her eyes widening. They were in a public place, for God's sake, and this shameless mafia boss was talking dirty.
"Pervert!" she whispered, narrowing her eyes as she gave him a slight shove.
Alessandro chuckled, releasing her waist and creating some space. But not before teasing her again.
"Wait for tonight, baby," he whispered as he stepped back towards the kids. He winked mischievously at Mia before turning to face them.
"Come on, kids. It's time to go home," he called.
The twins obeyed quickly, hopping down from their seats and hurrying over. Emily got up from the table and began to walk towards them, following closely behind.
Gia and Maximo each held one of Alessandro's hands as they strode together. Their small hands in his provided a sense of warmth and unity.
"What did Adam say?" Emily whispered in Mia's ear, her concern evident in her eyes.
Mia gave her a subtle nod, a silent acknowledgment of the situation. It was obvious from the way Adam had left the restaurant, his expression one of hurt and frustration. Emily had seen him pursue Mia for years and deeply cared about him. She sighed but walked alongside Mia, offering silent support as they made their way outside.
"Daddy, we don't want to sleep tonight," Gia insisted, her voice carrying a hint of pleading.
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"I have so much I want to tell you," Gia answered, her eyes wide with earnestness.Original from NôvelDrama.Org.
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Mia's eager eyes watched the exchange between Alessandro and Gia. She was stunned and intrigued at the same time by Alessandro's soft tone and serene composure. In her heart, she was scared he would become annoyed at any moment, as he had already been so patient throughout the whole evening. She didn't know whether he could maintain his calm demeanor any longer.
"But we can talk tomorrow as well. You should go to bed on time because you have to go to school in the morning," he coaxed gently, brushing a strand of hair from her small sparkling blue eyes.
"But, Daddy," Gia pouted, her lower lip trembling slightly, "I missed you."
Alessandro sighed softly, touched by her words. He pulled her into a warm embrace.
"I missed you too, princess. But getting enough sleep is important. How about we have a long talk tomorrow evening?"
Gia's pout transformed into a small smile, and she nodded reluctantly. "Okay, Daddy. Tomorrow evening.
"But you promised to play the new PS5 game with me tomorrow evening!" Maximo whined, looking upset and carching Alessandro's attention.
Alessandro turned to him, his expression softening. "I remember, champ. I'll play with you while talking to my princess, okay?"
"Alright," Maximo muttered with attitude, crossing his arms.
Mia couldn't help but huff out a shocked laugh. Her son was the spitting image of his father when it came to inheriting arrogance and attitude.
However, Alessandro's patient handling of both kids made Mia's heart swell with love and pride. He then crouched down to Maximo's level, ruffling his hair affectionately. "It's a deal then. Tomorrow evening, we'll all spend time together."
Emily observed Alessandro's exchange with the kids quietly, her eyes softening at the sight. When Mia's gaze met hers, she squeezed Mia's hand gently, a silent approval of her decision.
They waited outside the restaurant in the valet parking for their limousine to arrive. Alessandro and the kids were still engrossed in some kind of very interesting conversation, their laughter mingling with the cool evening air.
Suddenly, a loud blast resonated through the surroundings, flames touching the sky. Alessandro instinctively covered Gia and Maximo with his body. His eyes darted to Mia in panic. She, too, ducked down toward the kids, her heart pounding with fear.
As the chaos unfolded, Alessandro's mind raced. He kept his body protectively over his children while scanning their surroundings.
The explosion was deadly and must have caused significant damage, but thankfully it was far enough away from the restaurant to prevent any immediate harm. Chaos broke out among the people, with screams and shouts filling the air. Some restaurant staff members tried to calm the patrons, but the panic was overwhelming.
Alessandro saw Micah rushing toward him with a phone in his hand, his expression grave.
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"What happened?" Alessandro asked, his voice low but commanding.
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"It was your car, boss. Someone plotted to- Micah had to stop talking as Alessandro held up a quick hand in silent command, acknowledging the kids' presence.
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