Ch. 311..320

Bad News

As the clock struck afternoon, the grand mansion was eerily quiet, save for the soft shuffling of the servants' footsteps. It was a lonely place, once occupied only by the reclusive Leonardo. But now, Sofia had to start her first day in this sprawling estate. After having breakfast, Leonardo checked some mail and looked at some documents on his laptop.

Sofia hadn't still come down. So Leonardo sent a maid to call her for breakfast because it was already eleven in the morning.

Leonardo was so engrossed in his work that he lost track of time and everything else around him. However, his attention was soon drawn to the refreshing aroma of body wash and shampoo that filled the air. He glanced up from his laptop and saw Sofia standing before him, looking down with a natural beauty that was accentuated by her lack of makeup.

Even quite beautiful compared to the previous night. She looked dainty and slim, with curves in all the right places. Leonardo would have questioned her age if he hadn't reviewed her birth certificate during the contract signing.

Upon casting a quick glance at her, his forehead creased with concern. He observed that her lips were quivering, and her hands were shaking, although she tried to conceal it by clenching them into a tight fist. A closer look revealed that she hadn't dried her hair. She would get cold and fall sick.

Not willing to take any chances, Leonardo pushed his chair back and stood up, his tone firm as he ordered, "Towel."

A maid came instantly with a towel in her hand and handed it to Leonardo.

As Leonardo approached Sofia with the towel in his hand, he noticed her lips trembling and a gasp escaping her mouth. She was afraid. Leonardo again regretted acting like a monster last night. Sighing, he quickly tossed the towel at her head before moving closer to her. Sofia instinctively grabbed his hand with her delicate fingers as he began to rub her hair gently.

"Why on earth did you not dry your hair? You will fall sick, you know?!" He inquired as he vigorously rubbed the towel over her damp hair.

"Mr. Morelli, I assure you, I won't become ill. I am accustomed to letting my hair air dry," she reassured him, her voice muffled by the towel.

"I prefer to be addressed as Leonardo," he corrected her, displaying his dislike for the formal address.

"Hmm?" She looked puzzled, not comprehending why he was so sensitive.

"You heard me clearly, correct? I am not accustomed to repeating myself," he stated sternly in his deep voice, and just then, his phone began to vibrate.

He left the towel on her head and made his way back to the table to retrieve the call. Upon seeing the number, he silently cursed. It was his father. Why on earth was he calling him? With reluctance, he answered the call.

"Leonardo, you and Sofia must leave for Rome right now," Leonardo's father commanded with urgency.

"Hold up, what's going on? Can you fill me in?" Leonardo was getting annoyed with his dad taking over his life and making decisions without talking to him first.

"Sofia's grandmother passed away this morning." Leonardo's father informed, "and her last wish was for Sofia to be present at the funeral. I received a call from Carlo this morning. He's at the airport with his family, and he said that you could bring Sofia to Rome on our private jet. So, hurry up." his father ended the call without hearing Leonardo's reply.

Taking a deep breath, Leonardo turned toward Sofia. He noticed that she had just taken off the towel from her head. Her hair was now alt over the place, and she was miserably trying to flatten it out with her hand. An unconscious smile stretched across his lips. But, despite finding her appearance adorable, Leonardo knew he had to be serious with her. He had some sad news to convey.

"Sofia!" Leonardo exclaimed, feeling a rush of warmth as her name rolled off his tongue for the first time.

However, he noticed that she seemed nervous as she trembled visibly at the sound of his voice, fidgeting with her fingers and avoiding eye contact. Sighing, Leonardo decided not to say anything and planned to tell her once they had arrived in Rome. Sofia's eyes slowly lifted to him, and she blinked cluelessly. Leonardo froze, looking into the most beautiful and bright eyes he had ever seen. So innocent and pure.

Leonardo cleared his throat. "Quickly have your breakfast and pack some clothes. We're leaving for Rome in half an hour."

He said, leaving Sofia confused.

He went to his study and dialed a number.

"Domenico!" he said as soon as the person on the other side answered the call.

Domenico was his best friend and his right hand.

"Hey, Leonardo! How was your wedding night?" Domenico asked mischievously, making Leonardo wince.

"Not this time, Domenico. I called you to tell you something urgent," Leonardo replied sternly.

"Okay, tell me," Domenico said, bracing himself for whatever request was about to come his way.

Leonardo wasted no time in getting to the point. "I need to fly to Rome," he said firmly. "And you'll have to take care of my business here for a day or two. I'll be back soon." With that, he hung up the phone, leaving Domenico to pick up the pieces and figure out how to handle the situation.

Leonardo made some calls to make some arrangements in Rome and asked his bodyguard Mark to check on the arrangements. After finishing his calls, he headed to his room to pack some clothes. As he walked down the hallway, he spotted Sofia waiting for him with her bags. She was still wearing the floral dress that she had worn earlier.

"Get a jacket now," demanded Leonardo, looking at her sternly. Despite his warning, she remained rooted in her spot, which frustrated him. "You'll freeze later if you don't listen," he added sharply.

He sighed as he didn't have time for her stubbornness, so he called for the house help to come and take their luggage down to the parking lot.

After leaving the building, Leonardo went straight to the parking lot, where his bodyguard, Mark, was waiting for him. Mark opened the back seat door for Leonardo, but as a gentleman, he decided to wait for Sofia before sitting inside the car.

As Sofia made her way toward the

waiting car, she took slow and small steps, trying to compose herself. Leonardo was already there, waiting for her, and he gestured for her to get inside. She hesitated for a moment but then slowly stepped into the backseat. She shifted to make some space for someone else, and then Leonardo sat beside her. Mark closed the door and took the passenger seat, and soon enough, the driver started the ignition, and the car headed towards the airport.

Chapter 312 First Flight

Sitting beside her was starting to become bothersome for Leonardo. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but there was something different about his feeling. Despite this, her fragrance was incredibly enticing, causing a fluttering sensation in his chest.

Leonardo found himself distracted while trying to check his emails due to the presence of his wife beside him. Despite his best efforts to concentrate, he couldn't resist stealing glances at her from the corner of his eye. Meanwhile, she seemed lost in thought, staring out of

the window without any discernible focus.

As they drove towards the airport, Leonardo couldn't take his eyes off Sofia. He stole a few glances at her while Mark kept a watchful eye on the road. Finally, they arrived at their destination, but Leonardo was so lost in thought that he didn't even realize they had reached the airport. When they pulled up to the entrance, Leonardo motioned for Sofia to get out first, and Mark quickly opened the door for her.

Sofia stepped down from the car and stood there, patiently waiting for Leonardo. As he opened the car door and slid out, he quickly rounded the vehicle and made his way toward her.

"Let's go," he declared, slipping on his stylish Gucci shades and confidently striding towards the security check.

Meanwhile, Mark was dutifully carrying their luggage, ready to follow them.

Leonardo heard a whisper as they reached his private jet.

"Oh, my God."

He turned his head and saw Sofia gaping at the sight of the jet.

"Are we... are we... flying in this jet plane?" she asked, her voice filled with wonder. It was the first time he had heard her speak since their conversation in the dining room. "Yes!" Leonardo exclaimed as he nonchalantly removed his shades.

"Wow!" He overheard another whisper and couldn't help but grin. However, he quickly became irritated with himself. Why the hell was he even smiling in the first place?

With a somber expression on his face and a chilly demeanor, Leonardo extended his hand towards Sofia and guided her towards the plane. His gentle grip helped her climb up the steps, and he followed closely behind. The crew welcomed them both with warm greetings, and Leonardo couldn't help but admire Sofia's childlike fascination as she eagerly explored every nook and cranny of the aircraft.

Leonardo couldn't help but ponder if Sofia had ever flown before. As he turned to gaze at her, she froze, her head drooping down. This reaction perplexed Leonardo, leading him to furrow his brow. Letting out a deep sigh, he motioned for Sofia to take a seat by the window, guessing that she might appreciate the view. Settling into his seat, he securely fastened his seat belt. Meanwhile, Sofia struggled with hers. Intrigued, Leonardo leaned in closer, his touch delicate as he secured the seat belt for Sofia. However, she withdrew her hand abruptly and fixed her gaze on the window. Sighing, Leonardo retreated, settling back into his seat and closing his eyes. As the plane began its ascent, it tilted slightly, prompting a sharp cry from Sofia. Leonardo's eyes snapped open just in time to see her gripping the armrests with white knuckles, eyes squeezed shut.

"Relax, I am here. You don't have to fear," said Leonardo as he gently touched Sofia's shoulder.

He could feel her muscles slowly relaxing under his touch. Sofia's hand quickly flew up to hold his hand on her shoulder, but she eventually pulled it down to her lap. Then only Leonardo realized that this might be her first flight since she was gripping his hand so tightly. However, he felt happy despite feeling pain that his touch could make her feel more at ease.

When the plane settled in the sky, and Sofia realized that she was holding Leonardo's hand, her eyes widened in horror, and she threw his hand away in panic.

'Fuck! Now it actually hurts!' Thought Leonardo.

He was confused and amused to watch Sofia intently and couldn't help but wonder what he had done wrong to cause such a reaction from her.

Throughout the entire flight, no words were exchanged between them. As landing approached and before Sofia started struggling with her seatbelt once again, Leonardo reached over and secured it for her. Then be extended his hand so that she could grip it again if she was scared at the time of landing. Sofia gazed at him with a puzzled expression in her beautiful blue eyes, and Leonardo couldn't help but let out a gentle laugh at her charming expression.

Sofia bit on her lower lip, blushing and feeling a bit embarrassed. Leonardo noticed and chuckled to himself, thinking that he had caught her smiling. He was so fascinated by every small thing related to his substitute bride.

They finally arrived in Rome.

Leonardo immediately called Carlo

to let him know that they had

arrived. Carlo asked them to comex directly to the funeral and texted the address so they could make their way there. Leonardo passed the address on to his bodyguard, Mark. As they exited the airport, their ride was already waiting for them

outside. Two more cars, with some

of Leonardo's security persons, were there to follow them.

Once they had taken their seats, the vehicle began to glide smoothly along the road, guided by the driver's steady hand. Sofia couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation building inside her as they traveled towards their destination. However, her excitement was short- lived when Leonardo broke the silence.

"I'm sorry, Sofia. I should have told you sooner. Your grandmother passed away this morning," he murmured, his voice filled with regret.

In an instant, Sofia's world came crashing down around her as she realized that she would never get to see her beloved grandmother again.

Sofia couldn't help but cover her

mouth as a whimper escaped her lips. Tears welled up in her innocent eyes and slowly trickled down her unable to

cheeks. She turned away emotio

contain the overwhelming emotions. Leonardo's heart ached at the sight of her pain, and he longed to hold her close and comfort her. Despite his desire, he couldn't bring himself to act on it and instead sat there, restrained by his own hesitation.

As soon as the car came to a stop, Sofia flung open the door and bolted outside. Leonardo quickly got out of the car and ran after her, with Mark and the other bodyguards close behind. When he caught up with Sofia, he saw a group of people gathered in one spot and realized that they must be attending the funeral.

As he approached, Leonardo immediately noticed Sofia was crying uncontrollably and struggling to hold back tears. She was covering her mouth, trying to hide her emotions while watching the funeral procession. Leonardo's heart went out to her, and he couldn't help but feel deep sympathy for her pain. He quickly put his shades back on to conceal his concern, not wanting anyone to see his emotions on display.

Leonardo's heart raced as he stood behind Sofia, keeping a safe distance. Suddenly, his attention was drawn to the bright red light flashing on the side of her head. His instincts kicked in, and without hesitation, he sprang into action.

Sensing the danger, he jumped, launching himself forward, falling to the ground, and taking Sofia with him protectively. His head moved up, hearing a snapping sound in the air. Then he found a bullet had pierced a tree trunk behind them. Suddenly all his men surrounded them.

 

Chapter 313 The Attack Sofia was standing at the funeral, tears streaming down her face as she mourned the loss of her beloved grandmother. She couldn't believe that she was gone and that she would never see her again. Sofia had always loved her grandmother so much. She was the only mother figure Sofia had in her life after her mama.

After her mama and grandpa died, her grandmother had been the one who really cared for her. Sofia remembered how her grandmother had asked her many times to come and live with her, but her dad and stepmother, Emma, had always said no. Sofia had always wanted to live with her grandmother more than anything, but now it was too late.

Sofia felt numb as she stood behind the crowd at her grandmother's funeral. She saw her father, Emma, and Kat standing in the front row, while the priest chanted something that was lost on Sofia. All she could feel was the pain inside her, consuming her every thought and emotion. Nobody noticed Sofia standing there, lost in her grief and sorrow.

"Why did you go, grandma? You, too, left me alone in this world. Now, who will love me and care for me?" Sofi murmured silently, tears streaming down her face as she stared blankly ahead.

This time, she felt even lonelier than the day her mother passed away. Back then, her grandma and grandpa had been there to comfort her and ease her pain. But now, she was truly alone.

Sofia felt a deep ache in her heart as she longed for someone to comfort her. She was all alone, with no one to hold her as she cried. She couldn't help but wonder why everyone she loved always seemed to leave her behind. Her tears fell like raindrops as she silently pleaded with the heavens, asking why she had to endure such loneliness and pain.

Sofia's eyes were filled with tears as she stood frozen in place, her hand covering her mouth to stifle any sounds. She had no idea that the danger was lurking toward her. Suddenly, she was pushed with a force and thrown to the earth, Leonardo covered her with his body as he held her in his strong arms.

As she looked at Leonardo, Sofia's eyes widened in shock. She was taken aback by his sudden push. She couldn't understand why he would do such a thing, causing both of them to fall to the ground. As they hit the hard surface, Sofia found herself landing on top of him while Leonardo's back hit the hard ground. Looking at Leonardo's condition, she knew that he would be badly injured, and she felt a pang of worry for him.

Sofia was again taken aback when abruptly, all of Leonardo's men encircled her and Leonardo as if they were shielding them from imminent danger. Leonardo swiftly raised his head, his gaze fixated in the opposite direction. Then his eyes snapped back to Sofia, who was still lying above him.

"Are you alright?" His voice was tender but urgent, as his grey eyes softened with concern and his brows furrowed in worry.

Sofia was rendered speechless and merely nodded her head in response to Leonardo's question. He assisted her to stand up, and his worried eyes carefully scanned her body for any sign of injury. After finding no evidence of harm, he seemed to relax his concerns. "Mark, send someone to check on that building where the shot would be fired. Also, arrange for a full team of armed bodyguards for Sofia. Until then, you will be her personal bodyguard. Is that clear?" Leonardo instructed his trusted bodyguard.

Sofia was still unaware of what was happening, but Leonardo wanted to ensure her safety at all costs.

"But, boss..." Mark started but trailed off as Leonardo glared at him. Mark was Leonardo's bodyguard, and he couldn't understand if he would be with Sofia, who will be with Leonardo?

Leonardo's voice boomed, "You will be with her for twenty-four seven. IS THAT CLEAR?"

Sofia's heart started pounding in her chest. Her devil husband could be scary sometimes.

Sofia's father and Emma arrived, and Carlo immediately asked Leonardo, "Are you okay, and what was that?" He glanced between Sofia and Leonardo curiously.

Leonardo replied, "I'm fine, Carlo. I'm not sure what happened, but I'm determined to get to the bottom of it."

Sofia couldn't help but notice how his handsome face turned cold and dangerous.

Emma came beside Sofia and placed her hand on Sofia's shoulder. "Sofia dear, are you ok? Are you hurt anywhere? Show me."

Emma started searching Sofia's

body with care, making sure to check everywhere for any signs of injury. Sofia was taken aback by her stepmother's sudden concern for her well-being. She had never cared for Sofia in the past.

"She is safe and fine. No one can harm her when I am alive," Leonardo said as he pulled Sofia closer, wrapping a protective arm around her shoulder. His words were reassuring, and she felt safe in his embrace.

Sofia's heart skipped a beat at Leonardo's sweet gesture.

"If the funeral is done and the rituals are over, can we take your leave?" Leonardo asked Carlo.

"Yes, everything is done," Carlo sighed. But where will you go? Why don't you both stay in the Ricci mansion?" Carlo offered.

Leonardo refused straightforwardly,

saying, "Don't bother, Carlo. I have already booked a suite in one of my hotels." He then led Sofia towards the canwaiting for them, with his guards surrounding them while walking them to the c

 

Chapter 314 Unavoidable Kiss

Leonardo opened the car door, and Sofia got in the back seat. He quickly followed her, and Mark closed the door and sat in the front passenger seat. Leonardo turned to Sofia with a softer expression on his face.

"How are you feeling? Are... you ok?" He asked, looking into Sofia's eyes. Sofia couldn't help but feel a sense of comfort as she gazed into his kind and caring gaze. His eyes were the most beautiful she had seen since her mother's. Sofia's voice trembled as she managed to gather the courage to ask him the question that had been gnawing at her mind. "What... What just happened?"

In a calm yet grave tone, he replied, "Sofia, there was a shot. Someone has targeted you."

The words hit her like a ton of bricks, and her eyes widened in shock and disbelief. She had never imagined that the things she had only heard about in movies and books could actually happen to her.

Leonardo's stern gaze remained fixed on Sofia's face as he assured her, "Rest assured, you have no need to worry. I will handle this matter personally, and Mark will be at your side around the clock. Additionally, we will assign a team of private guards to ensure your safety."

"But... Why... Why would someone want to harm me?" Sofia's voice trembled with fear as she asked.

Leonardo's gaze lingered on her for a moment before shifting to the window.

His face was now devoid of any emotion as he spoke, "I will ascertain the answer to that very soon." His tone was cold and distant, and Sofia couldn't help but feel a sense of dread wash over her.

Throughout the journey, neither of them spoke a word. The car eventually pulled up in front of a magnificent building, and Sofia's eyes were drawn to the sign that read "Pantheon Relais." She recalled Leonardo mentioning that it was one of his hotels, which made her realize that he was considerably wealthier than her father.

As the evening progressed, the once-blue sky slowly transformed into a dark hue. Mark held the car door open for Sofia. The moment she stepped out, the chilly wind sent shivers down her spine. Sofia instinctively wrapped her arms around herself, trying to retain some warmth. She rubbed her upper arm to generate some heat, but the cold air seemed to persist.

Out of nowhere, a jacket was draped over her shoulder, and she turned to see Leonardo standing behind her, wrapping his coat around her.

In a complaining tone, he reminded her, "I told you. It would be cold at night. But you never listen to anyone."

"I d..don't have any warm clothes," Sofia whispered.

She felt a little embarrassed to admit this to her husband, Leonardo. Back at her father's place, Sofia used to wear Kat's old clothes, but she didn't bring any with her after marriage. When Leonardo saw the worry on her face, a furrow appeared in between his eyebrows. "We will go shopping tomorrow," he said reassuringly and held her hand, leading them both inside the hotel.

As they stepped into the lobby of the luxurious hotel, a man in a tuxedo suddenly appeared and made a beeline toward them.

"Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. Morelli. Your suite is ready," he announced with a courteous smile.

Leonardo wordlessly accepted the keycard from the man and pulled Sofia along towards the elevator. Sofia couldn't help but feel a bit flustered by Leonardo's possessive gesture, but she followed him obediently nonetheless.

Leonardo smoothly swiped the card,

allowing the elevator to open. Sofia was guided inside by his gentle gesture, and he expertly pressed the button to their destination. Throughout the ride, he maintained a reassuring grip on her hand, steadfastly looking forward. While Sofia's palm grew damp with perspiration, he never let go. Though Sofia felt uneasy about her clammy hand, she didn't want to cause offense by retracting it. As soon as the elevator reached their floor, the doors slid open without delay.

As they approached the suite, Leonardo swiped the card and opened the door with a polite gesture for Sofia to step inside. Upon entering the room, Sofia's breath was taken away by the spaciousness of the suite; it was almost like a studio apartment. The furnishings looked so luxurious that she couldn't help but bite back a giggle of excitement, feeling like she was living in a dream. The suite featured a large hall leading towards a luxurious bedroom, which opened onto a large balcony showing the most beautiful view of the city.

"Make yourself comfortable," Leonardo suggested as he headed towards the hall. "I'll take care of ordering dinner for us."

Sofia rummaged through her bag in search of a suitable night dress, but to her dismay, she couldn't find one. She had no idea where they were going since Leonardo didn't tell her and only instructed her to pack. So She just packed some dresses randomly.

Finally, she found the light pink

dress and decided it would be comfortable to wear while sleeping. She quickly made her way to the bathroom, where she indulged in a warm and relaxing shower. As she stepped out, she slipped into the dress and made her way back to the room. It was then that she saw Leonardo, who had just returned. His eyes were fixed on her, and Sofia couldn't help but feel a sudden surge of nervousness and excitement run through her body.

Something changed in Leonardo's demeanor, and she couldn't help but feel a shiver run down her spine under his intense scrutiny.

Suddenly, he moved closer to her and spoke in a low voice. "I've ordered dinner for us, it should be arriving soon."

Sofia noticed that his eyes were fixed on her lips, and she couldn't help but bite down on them nervously. As she did, something changed in Leonardo's eyes, and he gently cupped her left cheek. Bending down, he pressed his lips to hers in a tender kiss.

Sofia's mind was filled with a

sudden burst of excitement, and a

strange sensation ran down her

body, causing fireworks to explode inside her head. Overwhelmed, she closed her eyes as the intense sensation made her feel a little dizzy. She couldn't help but notice the refreshing scent of mint and caffeine in his warm breath, causing her heart to race wildly in her chest. His lips were so alluring, she couldn't bring herself to open her eyes. But before she knew it, the moment was over, and that spark had faded as he pulled away.

"Sorry," he apologized in a deep, husky voice, his labored breaths brushing against her face.

 

Chapter 315 Forbidden Desires soft lighting.

Leonardo returned to the room, his gaze naturally drawn towards Sofia, who stood before him, a vision of ethereal beauty. The transformative power of her recent shower was evident as droplets of water cling delicately to her damp hair, glistening like precious gems in the

Clad in a stunning pink dress that accentuated her every curve, Sofia emanated a radiant allure that captivated Leonardo's attention. His eyes met her innocent blue orbs, and at that moment, time seemed to stand still.

Leonardo found himself struck by Sofia's beauty, an enchanting sight that stirred a powerful attraction within him. It was as if she possessed a divine charm, an aura that transcended the boundaries of the mundane. Leonardo felt drawn to something greater, an inexplicable connection that defied rationality.

As their eyes locked, Leonardo's gaze lingered, taking in every detail with a mix of awe and desire. The subtle scent of freshness and the touch of pink against Sofia's skin intertwined to create a mesmerizing image that etched itself deep into Leonardo's memory. It was like he had never seen such a pure and innocent beauty that took his breath away. The irresistible pull made him do something he couldn't have thought was possible.

Before he could fully comprehend his actions, his longing overpowered him. In a rush of instinct, he leaned in, capturing Sofia's lips with his own. The world around them faded into insignificance as their connection deepens.

Leonardo's heart pounded in his chest, a battle between his conscience and the fiery passion coursing through his veins. He tried to resist, to pull away from the magnetic pull, drawing them closer, but the pull was too strong. It was as if every cell in his body rebelled against his better judgment, urging him to surrender to the desire that consumed him.

Sofia felt Leonardo's breath on her cheek, sending shivers down her spine. The warmth of his proximity electrified her senses, causing her to forget her reservations momentarily. Her mind raced, contemplating the consequences of this uncharted territory they find themselves in.

Leonardo broke the kiss, his lips mere inches from Sofia's, searching for affirmation. He gazed deeply into her eyes, his voice trembling with a mix of longing and vulnerability.

"Can I kiss you just once, baby girl?" he implored, his voice barely a whisper. But before Sofia could form a response, Leonardo's desire took over, and his lips slammed on Sofias in more urgency.

Leonardo guided Sofia's hand gently to his chest, placing it over his racing heart. The rapid, erratic beats echoed against her palm, revealing the intensity of his emotions. His chest rose and fell rapidly, his breaths shallow and uneven, betraying the passionate turmoil within.

With a brief moment of separation, Leonardo's lips hovered just above Sofia's, his voice a whisper laden with desire and vulnerability.

"I wanted to do this for so long," he confessed, his words barely brushing against her lips. The anticipation hung in the air, the yearning palpable.

Unable to resist any longer, Leonardo closed the distance between them, crashing his mouth onto Sofia's with an intensity that left no room for doubt. His tongue danced along the seam of her lips, a tender request for entry, seeking permission to explore the depths of her being.

In a hushed tone, his lips grazing against hers, he murmured his next plea, laden with a mixture of longing and affection.

"Open for me, baby girl," he whispered, his voice laced with a hunger that matches their fervent connection. Sofia's lips parted instinctively, granting him access, and their mouths meld together in a fervent, intimate dance. Leonardo's tongue delved deeper into her mouth, an exploration that spoke of an unquenchable thirst for intimacy.

The room was now filled with an electric charge, a lingering aura of passion. Leonardo's urgent kisses left Sofia breathless, stealing her very essence with each fervent touch. His tongue battled for dominance, igniting a fiery dance that consumed them both. Leonardo's grip on Sofia tightened, one hand firmly grasping her waist while the other glided from her cheek to her nape, pulling her closer to him. The intensity of their connection deepened as Sofia's lips instinctively mirror his movements, her own tongue entangling with his.

The taste of mint and caffeine lingered on Sofia's lips, a heady combination that added fuel to their fiery exchange. Sofia responded with fervor, pouring every ounce of her being into the kiss, surrendering herself to the intoxicating pleasure of the moment.

Time seemed to stand still as they remained locked in their embrace, lost in a realm where only they existed. Minutes blended into moments and moments into eternity as their lips remained fused, their passion fueling an insatiable desire.

Finally, Leonardo reluctantly broke

the kiss, a realization dawning upon

him. Sofia's chest rose and fell rapidly as they both gasped for much-needed breath. Her eyes fluttered open, capturing the sight of Leonardo's gaze burning with desire, his grey eyes half-hooded in an intoxicating mix of longing and affection.

As Leonardo's thumb brushed against Sofia's lips, wiping away their shared saliva, his face leaned in once again, intent on continuing their passionate encounter.

However, their intimate mon al net

was abruptly interrupted by the shrill sound of the doorbell piercing

through the air.

Leonardo's brow furrowed in frustration, briefly closing his eyes as he tried to collect himself. With a resigned sigh, he shook his head and reluctantly decided to answer the door. Sofia stood frozen in place, her mind struggling to process the whirlwind of emotions and sensations that had just unfolded before her.

She stood there, unable to move her feet, her entire being still reeling from the intensity of their passionate exchange. The reality of what had transpired slowly sinks in, and Sofia found herself grappling with the disbelief. Leonardo kissed her, and she also kissed him back?!

The room was now filled with an overwhelming sense of uncertainty as Sofia remained suspended in a state of confusion, her heart racing and her mind spinning.

 

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband Chapter 316 Taking Care

After their intense kiss, Leonardo reluctantly released Sofia when he sensed her need for air. As he pulled away, he couldn't help but notice her lips were red and swollen, a clear indication of their passionate moment together. As he wanted to kiss her again, the sudden sound of the doorbell interrupted his thoughts. Despite feeling frustrated and angry, he composed himself and made his way to the door.

As soon as Leonardo opened the door, he saw that room service had arrived with their dinner. He invited the waiter to bring the food inside and stepped out for a brief moment. Upon returning to the room, he noticed that Sofia was standing there, looking quite embarrassed. She was blushing a deep shade of crimson, bowing her head down, and fidgeting with her fingers.

He knew that things had become awkward between them after the kiss. The room service staff had left after setting the table for them. Leonardo locked the door and returned to find that Sofia was still standing in the same place where he had left her. He cleared his throat to get her attention, but she didn't look up.

"Food has arrived, Sofia. Come, let's have dinner," he tried, but she turned her back to him.

Oh shit. He cursed inwardly.

Leonardo could feel miserable as he tried to think of something to say. He was never a sweet talker. Sofia's silence only made the situation more tense. He took a deep breath and reached out to gently touch her arm, hoping to convey his desire to make things better between them. Slowly, he turned her to face him and lifted her chin with his finger, hoping to make eye contact and communicate his sincerity. Despite his cold demeanour, he knew that he had to find the right words to make her feel at ease. "Look at me, Sofia," Leonardo demanded, his voice tinged with desperation.

But still, Sofia didn't raise her lashes. She seemed nervous. He became even more impatient, his desire to have her look into his eyes and make him drown in them again overwhelming him.

"There's really nothing wrong with kissing your husband," Leonardo reassured her, his voice gentle and kind. "It's completely natural, so there's no need to feel awkward about it. Okay?" He couldn't believe it was him talking sweetly with a girl. Slowly Sofia raised her eyes peering through her lashes shyly and Leonardo found it utterly irresistible not to pull her into his arms and kiss her senselessly..

"Come on, and food is getting cold," he said, urging her to come to the dining table. He took her hand and guided her towards the table.

"I didn't know what you prefer to eat for dinner. So I ordered almost everything they had on their menu," he said, pulling out a chair for her.

Sofia's eyes widened as she saw the spread of food on the table.

"Oh my God, that's too much food," she exclaimed.

"You need to eat more," he said, looking at her slim frame with concern.

"But I won't be able to finish all this food," she said innocently, making him laugh.

"Oh no, you don't have to finish all this food. Just eat as much as you want. But I would like it if you eat more because...." Leonardo trailed off. He didn't want to make Sofia feel uncomfortable by revealing that he liked women with curves. He didn't want to say anything that might make her feel self-conscious.

During their meal, Leonardo

observed Sofia eating like a child

with fascination. She ate without inhibition, unburdened by any

concerns of societal judgement. Her

unselfconsciousness was the

of fresh air to him. He hadn't met any girls who ate without worrying and freely as he had only dated models and rich heiresses Unbeknownst to him, he had been watching her intently, lost in contemplation. When Sofia noticed his scrutiny, she became flustered and dropped her fork. She retreated into herself, fidgeting with her fingers and averting her gaze in a display of embarrassment.

Leonardo inquired with concern, "May I know what has caused you to stop eating, baby girl?"

Sofia expressed her displeasure by pouting and stated, "You are staring at me."

Leonardo chuckled, reassuring her, "I apologize if I made you uncomfortable. I was merely admiring the way you relished your meal. Moving forward, I will refrain from observing you if it makes you uneasy." He noticed a delightful grin forming on her countenance, and it brought him immense joy.

Leonardo leaned towards Sofia, his chair scraping against the floor as he did so. He held out a napkin to her, a polite gesture to help her wipe a crumb from the corner of her mouth.

Concerned for her appetite, he inquired, "Would you like me to order more food?"

He spooned up a delicious mouthful of the dish and offered it to her, waiting patiently for her response. Sofia shook her head, taking the food in her mouth and relishing the flavors of the meal in her mouth. "Thank you, but I am full," she declared after swallowing.

"Are you absolutely certain?" he persisted, holding another spoonful of food in front of her.

She pondered for a moment, savoring the flavors of the meal, before nodding.

Slowly and gently, he made her finish all the food on her plate. It was a strange feeling, having someone care about whether she ate or not. He had never taken care of anybody before, but with her, it felt different. He found her to be unlike anyone he had ever met before. She was nothing like the rumors he had heard. about her. She was beautiful, innocent, fragile, and vulnerable. These virtues attracted him to her even more and made him want to protect her from the whole world.

As Leonardo finished his shower and slipped into comfortable sweats, a sense of unease settled within him. The knowledge that someone had targeted Sofia sent a surge of anger coursing through his veins. It was as if every drop of blood in his body had begun to boil, his protective instincts overriding all rational thought.

Exiting the bathroom, his senses heightened, Leonardo's eyes immediately fell upon Sofia, who sat on the edge of the bed. He approached her with purpose, his footsteps steady and resolute. He couldn't bear the thought of her being in danger, he didn't know why he felt so possessive and protective toward her.

"Why are you sitting, Sofia?" Leonardo's voice held a gentle concern. "You also could be tired. Do you not want to sleep?" he asked, his eyes searching hers for any sign of weariness.

Sitting down on the left side of the bed, Leonardo patted the space beside him, inviting Sofia to join him in the comfort and security that his presence offered. His authoritative voice, while unintentionally forceful, stemmed from his desperate desire to shield her from harm. He wanted nothing more than to hold her close, to provide solace in the face of the danger that lurked in the shadows.

However, as Sofia's eyes met his, he was met with a chilling sight. The horror that flashed across her gaze caused his heart to skip a beat. She swallowed hard, the sound audible in the tense silence that enveloped the room. In that instant, the realization hit Leonardo with full force, his heart sinking into the pit of his stomach.

Oh, fuck. The realization dawned upon him.

Chapter 317 Enchanting Morning

Leonardo couldn't help but notice Sofia's perplexed expression and wondered if she was thinking about their wedding night. He regretted acting like a demon that day and scaring her. He couldn't help but think that maybe she regretted marrying him or had negative

thoughts about him.

"I am sorry, baby girl. I was drunk last night," he said hesitantly, rubbing his nape in embarrassment.

Sofia bit her lips nervously. Leonardo couldn't take his eyes off her despite the fact that she seemed to be scared.

"I won't do anything, Sofia. I promise. At least not without your consent," Leonardo assured her desperately, hoping to ease her worries. "I respect you and your boundaries." He wanted her eyes back on him. He yearned so bad.

Leonardo gently patted the soft comforter of the queen-sized bed, beckoning Sofia to join him. Without hesitation, she obliged and positioned herself on the right side of the bed, her back facing towards him. As she nestled into the plush pillows, she curled up into a tight ball, appearing fatigued and possibly even melancholic.

Leonardo gently covered Sofia's small form with the blanket, tucking it in around her. Sofia held onto the edge of the blanket and closed her eyes tightly. Leonardo then lay down on his side, turned off the light, and closed his own eyes.

The morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow in the room. Sofia lay still, her heart racing as she took in the sight of Leonardo's sleeping face. His features were chiseled and perfect, like a work of art. She couldn't help but feel a mixture of embarrassment and fascination.

Slowly, Sofia pushed herself up on her elbows, careful not to disturb Leonardo's peaceful slumber. She looked down at her own disheveled state, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. How had she not realized their close proximity last night? She had been so exhausted that she must have fallen asleep without a second thought.

Curiosity overcame her embarrassment, and Sofia allowed her eyes to roam over Leonardo's handsome face. From his thick eyebrows to his sculpted nose and those captivating full lips, every detail seemed to draw her in. He was the epitome of perfection, like a devil in disguise, and she couldn't help but be captivated.

A sudden desire welled up within Sofia, urging her to reach out and touch his face, to trace the contours with her fingertips. But fear held her back. She didn't want to disrupt his peaceful sleep or overstep any boundaries. She wondered if he would mind her boldness or if he would awaken with a start.

As if sensing her internal struggle, Leonardo's eyes fluttered open, causing Sofia to gasp softly. Panic seized her, and she instinctively tried to move away, only to find herself trapped in his strong embrace. His hold on her waist tightened, pulling her closer to him. Her cheeks flushed even deeper, and she stammered, "I... I'm sorry. I didn't realize I was sleeping on your arm."

Leonardo's lips curled up into a smirk, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Well, I don't mind," he replied, his voice husky and deep. The sound sent shivers down Sofia's spine, her heart pounding in her chest.

Feeling his grip loosen slightly, Sofia attempted to pull away shyly. But his strength was undeniable, and she found herself unable to break free from his hold. A mixture of anticipation and apprehension filled the air.

Unfazed by the awkwardness between them, Leonardo released his grasp and gracefully rose from the bed. He ran a hand through his tousled hair, attempting to tame the sleep-induced disarray. Sofia couldn't help but marvel at his effortless charm and rugged good looks. Realizing she needed to regain her composure, Sofia silently scolded herself, her thoughts racing. "Shit. Get a grip, girl," she chastised inwardly, taking a deep breath to steady herself.

"You freshen up. I'll order breakfast for us, and then we will go shopping to get you new clothes," Leonardo said. So, he remembered their discussion from yesterday, and it made her heart flutter.

With a smile tugging at her lips, Sofia nodded in agreement and watched as Leonardo reached for the phone to order breakfast.

As Leonardo busied himself with the

breakfast arrangements, Sofia slowly slid out of bed, her mind still reeling from the realization that he truly cared. She padded softly acrossthe room, making her way to the bathroom to freshen up. There was a mix of nervousness and excitement swirling within her, fueling her desire to look her best.

She quickly brushed her teeth, completed her morning routine, and took a refreshing shower. Wrapped in a hotel bathrobe, Sofia emerged from the bathroom, expecting to find Leonardo in the room. However, he was nowhere to be seen. She glanced around, her curiosity piqued.

Turning her attention to her bag,

Sofia rummaged through it until she found a yellow dress she had packed. It was a vibrant shade that would complement her complexion.

A surge of unfamiliarlovel

washed over her. Why did she suddenly care about her

UM

appearance? She let out a soft sigh, berating herself for overthinking.

Carrying the dress, Sofia retreated back to the bathroom, wanting to change into something that made her feel confident. Once she was dressed, she stepped out into the room, only to find Leonardo returning with a hotel room service staff carrying their breakfast. Her eyes widened in surprise.

"I see. You're all set," Leonardo remarked, his gaze slowly trailing over her body. Sofia felt a warmth spread across her cheeks as she shifted slightly under his intense scrutiny. His words held a hint of appreciation, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. With a smile, Leonardo gestured towards the breakfast spread. "Let's have breakfast, and then we'll leave for the mall," he suggested, his voice filled with excitement. Sofia nodded, feeling a flutter of anticipation in her stomach as Leonardo disappeared into the bathroom. She sat down at the table and started chewing on a piece of toast when he emerged from the bathroom, a towel wrapped around his waist. Water droplets glistened on his tousled hair and cascaded down his chiseled chest, drawing her attention. Sofia quickly averted her eyes, feeling her cheeks heat up.

Leonardo chuckled softly, the sound sending a shiver down her spine. "You can turn now," he said after a few moments, his voice laced with amusement. She obeyed, turning her attention back to her breakfast, trying to regain her composure.

As she continued eating, Sofia heard

the rustle of clothes, indicating that Leonardo was getting dressed. When he finally stood in front of her, wearing a black t-shirt and ripped denim jeans, her breath caught in her throat. He looked undeniably attractive, and Sofia couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat.

"So you started without me. That's not fair," he playfully complained, snatching a slice of toast that was halfway into her mouth and placing it into his own. Sofia's breath hitched at the unexpected and intimate gesture. It felt like they had been together for much longer than just two days of marriage.

Quickly finishing her breakfast, Sofia felt a mix of excitement and anticipation. "No, I'm full. Can we leave now?" she asked, her eyes gleaming with eagerness. She was thrilled about the prospect of shopping, as it had been years since she had indulged in such a luxury as she always wore Kat's old clothes.

Chapter 318 Heartbreak

"Yeah, let's go," Leonardo said, his voice filled with a sense of readiness.

He wiped his mouth with a cloth napkin, rising from the breakfast table with purpose. Sofia followed suit, stepping out of the room alongside him, her gaze scanning their surroundings.

To her surprise, Mark stood by the door, waiting patiently.

A polite smile formed on his face as their eyes met, and he greeted her, "Good morning, Mrs. Morelli."

Sofia couldn't help but feel a tinge of novelty as she adjusted to being addressed by her new title.

Returning the greeting, Sofia replied, "Good morning, Mr. Mark," her voice tinged with warmth.

However, Mark quickly interjected, insisting she should call him by his first name, "Maam, please call me Mark."

Sofia nodded, appreciating his friendly gesture.

As the pleasantries continued, Mark turned to address Leonardo respectfully.

"Good morning, boss," he greeted, acknowledging Leonardo's presence.

"Morning, Mark. We're going to the shopping mall. Tell the driver to get the car ready," Leonardo commanded, his tone carrying an air of authority.

Sofia observed the dynamic between Leonardo and Mark, realizing the extent of his influence and power.

"Right away, boss," Mark responded dutifully, his attention shifting to carry out the instructions.

Sofia couldn't help but feel a sense of awe, witnessing the seamless coordination and efficiency within Leonardo's world.

Gently, Leonardo reached for Sofia's hand, surprising her with the intimate gesture. Her eyes met his, and she found herself getting lost in the depths of his smiling grey eyes. It was a moment of quiet connection that conveyed comfort and assurance.

Together, they made their way towards the parking lot, the anticipation of the shopping trip adding an extra skip to Sofia's step. Leonardo opened the back door for her, and she graciously slipped inside. Taking his place beside her, Leonardo settled into the seat. Meanwhile, Mark assumed the passenger seat, quickly instructing the driver to head towards the mall. The car hummed to life as the driver skillfully maneuvered through the city streets. Sofia glanced out of the window, the passing scenery providing a backdrop of familiarity and excitement.

Within minutes, they arrived at the mall, the car smoothly pulling up to the entrance. Mark swiftly opened the door for Leonardo and Sofia, allowing them to step out. Leonardo instinctively reached for Sofia's hand, intertwining their fingers, as he guided her towards the mall's entrance. The bustling atmosphere of shoppers and the promise of new clothes filled the air.

Leonardo led Sofia into a luxurious branded store, and her eyes widened in awe as she took in the sight of the exquisite clothes hanging on display. Each garment seemed to exude an air of opulence and exclusivity. The allure of the limited edition pieces left her momentarily speechless.

A sales staff member, clearly captivated by Leonardo's presence, approached them eagerly.

"Good morning, sir. How may I help you?" the sales lady greeted, her eyes lingering on Leonardo's striking features.

Sofia couldn't help but notice the woman's apparent fascination, biting her lip as she stared at Leonardo. Yet, Leonardo remained impassive, his expression cool and detached.

"I want the best warm clothes available at your store for her," Leonardo responded, gesturing toward Sofia.

The sales lady's gaze briefly flickered towards Sofia before returning to Leonardo, her curiosity evident.

"She is beautiful. Is she your sister or niece?" the sales lady inquired, seemingly unable to resist the temptation to pry.

Sofia felt her throat constrict, a mix of surprise and discomfort flooding over her. How could the woman mistake her for anything other than Leonardo's wife? Did she not look like she could deserve him?

Leonardo's grip tightened around Sofia's waist as he pulled her closer, his eyes narrowing at the sales lady. Through gritted teeth, he clarified the woman's misunderstanding.

"She is my WIFE," he emphasized, each word dripping with possessiveness.

The sales lady's face flushed with embarrassment as she stammered out an apology, clearly regretting her assumptions.

Sofia couldn't help but feel sympathy for the flustered sales lady. She knew firsthand that Leonardo's commanding presence could be intimidating, even unintentionally. Trying to alleviate the tension, the sales lady redirected her attention towards Sofia, leading her to a section filled with an array of warm clothes.

As the sales lady presented Sofia with various options, she found herself drawn to fur jackets, leather jackets, and fluffy coats. The allure of overcoats, sweaters, and long woolen dresses also caught her eye. Sofia's excitement grew, but then a realization struck her like a cold gust of wind-she didn't have any money or a card to pay for the items she desired.

Feeling a mix of apprehension and disappointment, Sofia hesitantly addressed the sales lady.

"Ummm... Excuse me. What will be the price of all these clothes I selected?" she asked, her voice tinged with worry.

Before the sales lady could respond, a deep, authoritative voice resonated from behind Sofia, capturing her attention.

"You need not worry about the price. Just take whatever you want," the voice said. Sofia turned, her gaze landing on Leonardo, who stood there holding a red woolen dress in his hand.

Leonardo's eyes briefly scanned the clothes Sofia had selected, and he commented, "Nice choice."

With that, he added the red woolen dress to the items, leaving Sofia momentarily stunned. She smiled, looking at his retracting back.

Sofia handed over all the chosen items to the sales girl, who assured her that she would return after calculating the bill. Instructing Sofia to wait near the payments section, the sales girl gestured toward the designated area. Sofia followed the guidance, her mind preoccupied with conflicting emotions.

As she made her way toward the payment section, her heart sank at what unfolded before her eyes. There, in a heartbreaking moment, Sofia witnessed another girl in the midst of hugging and kissing Leonardo. It felt as though a sharp

pain pierced her chest, and her world

seemed to crumble in an instant.

The sight tore at her, evoking a rush of emotions she struggled to contain.

Tears welled up in Sofia's eyes, threatening to spill over as she grappled with conflicting emotions. The anguish she felt surged within her, making it difficult to decide whether to approach them or to retreat and nurse her wounded heart in solitude. Confusion and despair consumed her as she stood there, torn between confronting them and quietly slipping away. At that moment, doubts plagued her mind.

Was she not enough for him? Did she truly deserve him, or was she simply unworthy of his love? It seemed that maybe Leonardo didn't want her, and the pain of that realization washed over her like a tidal wave.

Unable to bear the sight any longer,

Sofia turned on her heel, her footsteps guiding her away from the heart-wrenching scene. With a heavy heart, she approached a staff member, desperately seeking an alternative exit. The staff member kindly directed her to another door, understanding the distress that clouded her expression.

Stepping out of the shop, Sofia found herself consumed by a torrent of tears. She didn't want anyone to witness her vulnerability, her heartbreak. In a frenzy, she fled from the mall, seeking solace in a secluded corner where she could release the flood of emotions that threatened to engulf her.

Finding refuge in a secluded spot, she sank to the ground, the weight of her emotions crashing over her like a tidal wave. Sofia allowed herself to cry, her tears becoming a testament to her pain and shattered hopes. The world around her blurred as she sobbed, her heartache echoing through her entire being.

 

Chapter 319 Find Her

Returning to the payment area, Leonardo waited anxiously for Sofia to emerge. However, his attention was abruptly diverted as a familiar female voice called out his name. Startled, he turned to face the source of the voice, his eyes widening in surprise and apprehension. It was Diana, his ex-girlfriend, standing before him. Before he could react, Diana closed the distance between them and enveloped him in a hug, pressing her lips against his. Leonardo's mind went blank for a moment, completely caught off guard by her actions. He gently pushed her away, a mix of shock and anger

flashing across his face.

"What are you doing, Diana? You should know that I am married," Leonardo stated firmly, his voice laced with a hint of irritation. The whole world knew about his marriage to Sofia, as it had been a grand affair covered by the media, and even their parents had made it a significant event.

Diana seemed undeterred by his response, leaning against his chest once again. He firmly grasped her shoulder and created a distance between them, his patience wearing thin. His voice carried a warning tone as he spoke, making it clear that he had no intention of indulging in any further interaction with her.

"What's your problem, Diana? We broke up a long time ago, and you don't need to concern yourself with my life. Mind your own business," Leonardo retorted, his expression hardened with the memories of her betrayal. He had never forgiven her for cheating on him, and the pain of that betrayal still lingered within him.

"Leo, it's been so long, and you still haven't forgiven me. Forget everything and start new," Diana attempted to defend herself, her voice adopting a seductive tone as she tried to regain his attention.

But Leonardo's anger was unforgiving, and he refused to entertain any more of her excuses.

"I can't forget, Diana. You betrayed me, and I despise betrayal more than anything in this world. Stay away from me and never come near me again," he warned, his gaze filled with a mix of anger and determination.

Diana attempted to plead with him, to offer an explanation, but Leonardo was no longer interested in hearing her excuses. He abruptly left her behind, finding Sofia, who would be waiting for him. But Sofia was found nowhere.

Leonardo's heart pounded in his chest as panic coursed through his veins. He desperately searched for Sofia, his mind racing with worry and questions. The sales girl informed him that she had sent Sofia to the payment section, but she hadn't returned. Fear gripped him as he surveyed the store, unable to find any trace of her.

Frantic and filled with desperation, Leonardo approached the sales girl once more, seeking answers.

"Where is my wife?" he asked in an intimidating voice.

The sales girl looked bewildered.

"I've sent her to the payment section. Isn't she with you?" she responded, her confusion mirroring Leonardo's growing fear.

His heart thudded in his chest, the possibility of Sofia witnessing his encounter with Diana haunting his thoughts.

Without wasting another moment, Leonardo rushed outside, hoping to find Sofia. His eyes scanned the surroundings, searching for any sign of her. And there, near the exit, stood Mark, his presence a flicker of hope.

"Have you seen Sofia?" Leonardo asked, his urgency evident in his voice.

Mark was momentarily taken aback, processing the question before responding, "Boss, Mrs. Morelli should be with you inside the shop. I didn't see her exiting this way."

Leonardo's fears escalated, his mind

racing with possibilities. He knew he

As

had to act quickly. Pulling out his phone, he dialed a number, his fingers trembling with anxiety.

they hurried back into the store, he questioned a staff member about the exits.

"How many exits do you have in this store?" Leonardo inquired, his voice urgent.

The staff member responded, "There are two exits."

A silent understanding passed between Leonardo and Mark. They had to check the other exit. Racing against time, they hurried towards the second exit, their footsteps echoing with urgency.

They scoured every corner of the

mall, searching desperately for Sofia. Mark ventured into the CCTV room, requesting footage from the cameras near the shop where Sofia was last seen. As they reviewed the footage, their worst fears were confirmed. Sofia had indeed exited the shop, her eyes wet with tears,

and had hurried towards the mall

exit.

A surge of anger mixed with his worry. Why was she crying? Had someone hurt her? Why hadn't she come to him? Questions and concerns flooded Leonardo's mind, his thoughts consumed by a burning need to find her. Leonardo's frustration boiled over, his emotions swirling inside him like a tempest. He turned to Mark, his voice laced with urgency and determination.

"Mark, I want her before me. Find her immediately," he commanded, his hand running through his tousled hair in frustration.

Mark hesitated, concern etched on his face as he attempted to dissuade Leonardo.

"But boss..." he began, only to be met with a withering glare from Leonardo. The intensity in his eyes silenced Mark, realizing that this was not a time for debate.

Without a second thought, Leonardo made up his mind.

"I am also coming with you," he declared, his voice firm and resolute.

There was no way he would sit idly by while Sofia was missing. He had to be there, to find her, to protect her.

Mark's eyes widened in surprise at Leonardo's decision, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Alright, boss," he acquiesced, understanding the gravity of the situation.

Together, they would embark on the search for Sofia, determined to bring her back safely.

As they prepared to leave, Leonardo's mind was consumed with a mixture of worry, frustration, and a wave of simmering anger. She had caused him immense worry and had acted recklessly, and he intended to make her understand the consequences of her actions.

"Sofia, once I find you," he muttered

under his breath, his voice filled with a mixture of sternness and concern "I will punish you so you will never repeat such a foolish thing again." His determination surged within him, fueling his steps as he set off with Mark to locate his beloved wife and bring her back to safety.

 

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband Chapter 320 The Danger

Sofia's heartache consumed her, tears streaming down her cheeks in an unending torrent. She desperately tried to wipe them away, but they continued to flow, betraying her emotions. Each sob that escaped her lips echoed her inner turmoil.

"Why did I feel bad?" she questioned herself between broken sobs, her voice barely audible. She knew she shouldn't have been affected by Leonardo's actions, yet the pain gnawed at her heart. Her mind battled with conflicting emotions, unable to reconcile the hurt and confusion she felt. In her mind, she berated herself for thinking that someone like Leonardo could ever be interested in her.

As her tears cascaded down her face, Sofia's self-doubt intensified. She couldn't help but compare herself to the woman Leonardo had been kissing. The image of a stunning, perfectly dressed woman taunted her, highlighting her own perceived inadequacies. She felt invisible, overshadowed by the radiance of someone who seemed to embody perfection.

Her gaze dropped to her own clothes and her skinny frame, and a wave of self-deprecation washed over her. She believed herself to be undeserving of Leonardo's affection, convinced that she paled in comparison to the dazzling figure he had embraced. She considered herself broken, a bearer of sorrow, and cursed with a streak of ill-fated love, having lost everyone dear to her heart.

The weight of her losses bore heavily on her, amplifying her anguish. The absence of her mother, grandmother, and grandfather became a gaping void in her life, aching with an intensity that matched her tears. Her crying grew louder, a symphony of sorrow and longing for the loved ones she dearly missed.

The sound of screeching car wheels echoed in her ears. With a jolt of terror, she watched as the car doors flung open and several men emerged in a frenzied rush, closing in on her with menacing intent.Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

One man stood out from the rest, tall and imposing, his face marred by numerous cuts and scars that lent him an intimidating aura. He brandished a gun, its cold metal glinting ominously in the light. Sofia's breath caught in her throat as she tried to comprehend why they had targeted her, why this man was pointing a weapon at her.

Sofia's heart pounded in her chest as fear gripped every fiber of her being. The menacing figure before her, with his intimidating presence and the gun in his hand, instilled a sense of terror that seemed insurmountable. She pleaded with them, her voice trembling, as she tried to reason with the assailants.

"S-sir, I beg you. I have nothing of value. I don't have any money or anything worth taking. Please, don't harm me. Let me go," Sofia implored, her voice filled with desperation and a raw vulnerability.

The towering man sneered, his rough features etched with scars that told stories of a violent past. He exuded a sinister aura that made it evident that his menacing appearance alone was enough to strike fear into anyone's heart. Sofia couldn't understand why they were targeting her, why they wanted to end her life.

Fear clutched at her throat as she questioned them, her voice quivering with a mix of anxiety and confusion. "Who are you? What do you want from me?" Tears welled up in her eyes once again, threatening to spill over as her emotions ran high. The assailant's response was laced with contempt as he brandished the gun, his tone dripping with menace. "Shut up and do as I say. Come with us. Don't make things worse for yourself." The barrel of the gun waved threateningly in her direction, a stark reminder of the danger she faced.

In that moment, Sofia's mind raced, desperately searching for an escape route. But as she glanced around, she realized they had encircled her leaving no room for her to flee. Panic surge through her veins as she came to terms with the harsh reality that she was trapped, at the mercy of these ruthless individuals.

"Please let me go. You won't get anything from me. I am poor and ugly. I beg you, don't kill me," she implored, her voice filled with genuine terror.

One of the kidnappers, a sinister man with a cold laugh, dismissed her pleas callously.

"We are already paid to take you with us. And if you don't co-operate, we have to tie you or, worse, we have to shoot you," he jeered, relishing in Sofia's fear.

The gravity of the situation sank deeper within her, and she realized the dire consequences that awaited her if she didn't comply.

Sofia's eyes widened in horror as two more men advanced towards her, closing in on her vulnerable position. Her instincts kicked in, and she lashed out, attempting to defend herself. "No, no, please don't come near!" she cried out, her voice laced with desperation and anguish.

But her efforts were in vain as the kidnappers swiftly overpowered her, gripping her tightly and forcibly dragging her towards the waiting car.

Her pleas grew louder, her voice

filled with anguish as she begged

them to release her. Panic surged

through her veins as she realized the

gravity of her situation. She was helpless, trapped between the

captors who bound her hands and

sealed her mouth shut with tape, silencing her cries for help.

Inside the dimly lit car, Sofia

continued to struggle, her body writhing in a futile attempt to escape her captors' clutches. She felt their gazes fixed on her, a chilling reminder of the imminent danger she faced. Her hands were bound, restricting her movements, and her mouth was sealed shut with tape, rendering her unable to utter a word. Sofia's body thrashed in a desperate attempt to break free, her mind racing with thoughts of escape. But sitting between her captors, she was trapped, sandwiched between their

menacing presence.

As the engine roared to life, a surge of fear swept through the kidnappers, their expressions changing from smug confidence to panic.

One of them exclaimed, "Oh shit! He has come." Sofia's heart skipped a beat, and a flicker of hope ignited within her. She knew exactly who they were referring to.