Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro)
Chapter 109

Chapter 109 He Is Incomprehensible Finished

Mia, caught in the emotional moment,

"Baby..." he cupped her face in his hands, about to tell her, leaned in and kissed him as if she couldn't get enough of her husband.

He chuckled against her lips, amused, but she didn't care. All she wanted was to kiss him and for him to kiss her for eternity.

"Amore mio. I wanted to tell you something." Alessandro whispered against her lips, smiling as Mia groaned in frustration, unwilling to break the kiss.

But suddenly, Mia's phone rang, interrupting the intimate moment. She broke the kiss abruptly, her eyes frantically searching for the source of the sound. She spotted her phone lying on the floor, having fallen during their passionate love making.

Reluctantly, Mia got up, severing their intimate connection. Alessandro felt a pang of irritation and jealousy toward the caller who had diverted his wife's attention. He frowned, his gaze darkening with frustration as his semi-erect cock slipped out of her slick pulsating cunt. He watched her scramble to pick up the phone, his mood soured by the interruption.

Alessandro got up from the bed and stood behind Mia as she bent over to grab her phone from the floor. the screen down. As she straightened, she brushed her hair aside, which had fallen over her face. She was still naked, but she didn't feel the need to hide her body from him; in fact, she was eager to reveal more, hoping it would keep him close and make him less distant.

She smiled, biting her lips shyly, as she stole a glance over her shoulder and saw Alessandro's gaze hungrily scanning her exposed curves. Feeling her cheeks flush with heat, she flipped the phone over, revealing the caller ID with Adam's name flashing on the screen. The phone continued to ring, and Mia hesitated, her thoughts caught between the decision to answer the call or not. Ultimately, she decided to call Adam back later and silenced her phone.

However, She couldn't see the storm brewing on Alessandro's face as he saw Adam's name. The earlier feelings of jealousy and obsession surged back, sharper than before. He remembered all too well how Mia had fought for Adam, accusing him of kidnapping without a shred of evidence.

The realization made him grimace that Adam was more significant to her than Alessandro. His expression hardened as he grappled with the bitter truth that maybe Mia was safer and happier with the movie star.

He didn't wait to see Mia silence the call; instead, he swiftly turned and began picking up his scattered clothes from the floor. Mia's brow furrowed in confusion as she watched Alessandro get dressed, wondering what had caused the sudden change. Just moments ago, he had wanted to make love to her all day and night-what had changed so abruptly?

"What's wrong?" she asked softly, concern threading her voice.

"Huh! You didn't answer the call?" Alessandro snorted as his tone was mocking.

"No. I'll call him later," Mia replied calmly, still looking at her mafia husband with perplexity.

"There's no need to pretend, Mia. Go to your little boyfriend," Alessandro said with a dismissive scoff.

"He's not my boyfriend," Mia shot back defensively.

Alessandro, now fully dressed, turned to face her as his eyes burned with frustration and anger, His glare ume intenta so he leveled an indirect scouestion at her

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