Ch. 331..340

Ex Games

Sofia stood frozen, her heart pounding in her chest as a wave of humiliation washed over her. The blood drained from her face, leaving her pale and vulnerable. Throughout her life, she had endured countless insults, but never before had she felt such intense shame. This was different; it cut deep into her soul. Leonardo, her husband in name only, had betrayed her in the most unexpected way. The sweetness he had shown her earlier now felt like a cruel deception. How could he be so tender one moment and then callously cheat on her with his ex-girlfriend the next? The realization hit her like a punch to the gut, leaving her breathless.

A surge of anger mixed with hurt coursed through Sofia's veins. She knew, logically, that Leonardo didn't owe her anything. Their marriage was nothing more than a contract, a façade for the world to see. But still, she had hoped for more. She had dared to believe in the possibility of love, despite the circumstances.

Evelyn, Leonardo's ex-girlfriend, stood before Sofia, her victorious smile taunting and triumphant. In that moment, she was the winner of a twisted game, a challenge that Sofia never wanted to participate in. Evelyn's eyes locked onto Sofia's, relishing in her pain, savoring her victory.

Leonardo, his face a mask of panic and guilt, called out Sofia's name.

"Sofia!" His voice carried the weight of regret, but Sofia couldn't bear another insult, another empty promise.

Without a word, she spun on her heel, determined to escape the suffocating atmosphere of the Gala. She left them behind, her steps quickening, driven by a mix of anger and heartache.

As Sofia hurried through the crowd, tears welled up in her eyes, betraying the emotions she fought so hard to conceal. She brushed them away hastily with the back of her palm, unwilling to let them fall. Every step felt like a desperate plea for freedom, a way to distance herself from the pain that clung to her like a suffocating shroud.

Her gaze darted around, searching for an exit, a way out of that wretched place. The grandeur of the Gala, once a symbol of opulence and celebration, now felt like a prison. The noise of laughter and clinking glasses became a cacophony of mocking voices, amplifying her

sorrow.

Sofia stormed through the crowded hallway, her steps quick and determined. The vibrant fabric of her gown billowed around her, hindering her movements with each step. Despite the obstacle, she refused to be hindered, propelled forward by a mix of frustration and determination.

Leonardo's urgent voice echoed behind her, desperate to reach her ears. "Sofia, wait. Listen to me, baby girl," he pleaded, his words strained with an undercurrent of emotion.

But Sofia remained relentless, increasing her speed as if trying to outrun the turmoil brewing within her. Yet, his agility matched her determination. In a swift motion, Leonardo closed the gap between them, catching hold of her hand. He spun her around, forcing her to face him.

The force of his action jolted Sofia, and she jerked her hand away from his grip. Her eyes blazed with anger as she met his gaze, unwilling to back down. "No," she seethed, her voice laced with a mix of frustration and hurt. "Go to your ex-girlfriend and have fun. No need to follow me."

She watched as his eyes revealed a pained emotion, a flicker of regret mingling with the intensity of his gaze. Sofia couldn't fathom why she was so affected, but an unfamiliar fury surged within her, consuming any rational thought. "Sofia, you misunderstood. Let me explain to you," he implored, his voice falling flat, weighted with disappointment.

"I don't need your explanation, Leonardo," Sofia spat out his name with bitter disdain. Her words cut through the air, heavy with accusation. "I've seen everything with my own eyes, and I am not dumb enough not to know that you don't want me. Hell, you don't even like me."

The sheer intensity of her anger fueled her actions, causing her to throw her hand in the air, a gesture of frustration and defiance. She no longer cared about the curious eyes that lingered nearby, drawn to the scene unfolding before them. Sofia's anger demanded an outlet, and she would not be silenced.

Leonardo extended his hand once more, reaching out to bridge the widening chasm between them. However, Sofia held up her hand, halting him in his tracks. The tension between them crackled in the air, their conflicting emotions sparking like a live wire.

His fist clenched, the muscles in his jaw visibly tightening as he struggled to maintain his composure. "Sofia, you are getting everything wrong," he gritted out, his voice strained with a mix of frustration and urgency. The corners of his eyes betrayed his escalating temper, a sign that he, too, was on the edge.

"Stop lying, Leonardo," Sofia

accused, her voice laced with

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bitterness. Her eyes bore into him, searching for any sign of deceit. "That day, in the mall, I saw you kissing a girl, and now you were hugging your ex-girlfriend in a room. Oh, Sorry I disturbed your precious time with your EX-girlfriend." Her emphasis on the word "EX" was deliberate, intended to deliver a blow to his heart. She spat out the words, her teeth grinding with anger, and then turned on her heel to leave.

Leonardo was frustrated and shocked. Sofia was not ready to listen to him. Everything was spiraling out of control, and Sofia had taken it all the wrong way. It wasn't what she assumed; something entirely different had transpired.

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A few minutes ago...

As he ordered their drinks and patiently waited for them to be prepared, Evelyn approached him, her presence casting a shadow over his already troubled mind.

"Leonardo!" Evelyn exclaimed, her

voice dripping with familiarity and

possessiveness. She brazenly wrapped her hand around Leonardo's forearm, refusing to let go. Annoyance flickered across his face, and he slowly peeled her hand off his arm, unable to hide his exasperation. He could sense her scowl burning into him, but he made a conscious effort to ignore her, refusing to acknowledge her audacity.

"Leonardo, I want to talk to you. Please come with me," Evelyn pleaded, leaning on his shoulder in an attempt to assert her influence. Leonardo shifted away from her, his movements deliberate and purposeful. He had reached his limit with her shameless flirting and her disregard for his marital status. "Why don't you understand that there is nothing left to discuss between us?" Leonardo's voice held a tinge of frustration. His eyes met Evelyn's, unwavering and determined. "So it would be better if you stopped playing your games and moved on." Evelyn's desperation was palpable as she continued to plead, her voice teetering on the edge of desperation. "Please, Leonardo, just talk to me once."

Taking a deep breath, Leonardo relented, knowing that he had to bring an end to this once and for all. "Okay," he said, his tone tinged with resignation. He turned to face Evelyn, his expression resolute.

"Not here," Evelyn whispered

urgently, glancing over her shoulder. Her eyes, large and pleading, held a mixture of desperation and caution. The bustling crowd that surrounded them seemed oblivious to the turmoil brewing within her. "I have so many things to tell you," she continued, her voice barely above a whisper. "There are so many people around us. If someone hears, it will be news." Her lips pouted, forming a delicate curve that once would have stirred Leonardo's heart.

There was a time when Leonardo would have been defenseless against those puppy eyes, when her every word would have melted his resolve. But now he stood before her, a changed man, no longer the foolish Leonardo who had been captivated by the beauty and fame of Evelyn Anderson.

He remained silent, his expression guarded, as she reached out and gently took his hand, holding it as if her lifeline depended on it. The touch was familiar, evoking memories of a time when their love had burned brightly. Evelyn's voice quivered with a mix of anxiety and desperation as she pleaded, "Please give me one chance to explain myself. It will lessen the burden on my chest."

Leonardo sighed, his weariness evident. He nodded begrudgingly, his gaze piercing through her façade. "Fine," he relented, his tone tinged with a hint of resignation. "But I don't have much time. I can give you only five minutes to explain yourself. But don't expect that I will forgive you," he added with a blunt honesty. He had no intention of misleading her with false hope.

"I know that my sin is not forgivable," Evelyn murmured, her voice filled with remorse. She bowed her head, her slender frame expressing a genuine sense of regret.

With a solemn nod, Leonardo followed Evelyn as she led him toward a nearby room. They stepped inside, the door closing behind them, creating a temporary haven away from prying eyes. He waited in silence, the weight of his emotions heavy upon him, while she collected her thoughts.

But before she could utter a single word, the air changed between them. In a sudden and unexpected gesture, Evelyn's hand flew around Leonardo's neck, her grip tightening as she attempted to pull him closer. Her eyes, once pleading, now blazed with a mixture of longing and desperation. She would never change and would go dirty to have Leonardo.

Chapter 332 Misunderstanding

Leonardo

was startled as Evelyn's unexpected action caught him off-guard. Why did he allow himself to trust her again? He berated himself for letting his guard down so easily.

"What are you doing, Evelyn Anderson?" Leonardo's voice trembled with a mix of anger and disappointment. "You said you wanted to talk. I should have known that you wouldn't change your old tactics."

With a swift motion, he peeled her hands off his neck and forcefully threw them away, the movement carrying a hint of frustration and resentment. Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

"Please forgive me," Evelyn pleaded, her voice filled with remorse. "I truly regret breaking your heart. I was a fool back then not to value a true lover like you. But I am willing to correct my mistakes. I..."

Her words became a blur as she started blabbering, causing Leonardo's head to pound with anger. He couldn't bear to listen to her excuses and empty promises any longer. After all, he had moved on from their painful past. He couldn't fathom why she was still obsessed with him when she was the one who had betrayed his trust.

"Stop talking about your nonsense," Leonardo snapped, his voice laced with a cold indifference. "I am not interested in listening to your guilt and regrets." He turned to leave the room, his resolve firm.

But before he could take another step, Evelyn threw herself at him, clutching him tightly in a desperate embrace. Her actions were calculated, her cunning nature shining through as she sought to exploit any opportunity to regain Leonardo's affections. She believed that he would succumb to her charms once more.

However, amidst the chaos of their struggle, Leonardo's senses heightened. He caught a faint sound, barely audible but enough to make him react. With a sudden surge of strength, he forcefully separated himself from Evelyn's grip and swiftly turned towards the source of the noise.

There, standing with a shocked expression on her face, was Sofia, his wife. Leonardo's heart sank as he realized the gravity of the situation. He knew that Sofia had witnessed the scene unfold before her eyes. Panic washed over him, and he desperately reached out to stop her, to explain, but it was too late.

Sofia spun on her heels, her eyes filled with hurt and betrayal, and without uttering a single word, she started running away.

Leonardo's heart pounded in his chest as he desperately called out Sofia's name, the urgency evident in his voice. He couldn't let her walk away without understanding the truth. Swiftly, he closed the distance between them, his long strides helping him catch up to her. In a swift motion, he reached out and firmly grasped her arm, his fingers closing around her delicate skin, gently turning her to face him.

But Sofia's anger had ignited like a tempest within her, and she unleashed it upon him, her voice piercing the air with a fervent intensity he had never witnessed before. Leonardo was taken aback, astonished by the strength and conviction in her words. In the four days of their marriage, he had only heard her whispering. He longed to explain, to make her understand that she had misunderstood his intentions, but she refused to lend him an ear.

As the torrent of accusations continued, Sofia's words struck a raw nerve within Leonardo. The flames of anger began to flicker in his mind, threatening to consume his self-control. When she boldly declared that she knew he didn't want her and suggested he should return to his ex-girlfriend, his anger surged to the surface like a tidal wave crashing against the shore.

But it was her next revelation that shattered the last remnants of Leonardo's patience. Sofia confessed to witnessing him in the mall, locked in an intimate embrace with his other ex-girlfriend, Diana. The words hung heavy in the air, an accusation that struck at the core of his being. In that moment, his mind swirled with a tumultuous mix of frustration, disbelief, and the sting of betrayal.

As she turned abruptly on her heel, intending to escape his grasp once more, he refused to let her go. In one fluid motion, he reached out and captured her arm once more, spinning her around to face him. A surge of passion and raw emotion coursed through him, overriding any rational thought.

With a mixture of gentleness and urgency, Leonardo instinctively bent Sofia over his arm, the strength of his embrace supporting her fragile frame. Leaning his body over hers, he closed the remaining distance between them, his lips crashing upon hers with an intensity born out of frustration, longing, and a desperate need to be understood.

Sofia's eyes widened in surprise, her

breath catching in her throat as Leonardo's kiss took her by surprise. In that moment, a whirlwind of emotions and sensations enveloped her. She gasped softly against his mouth, her body instinctively responding to his touch. His hands wrapped around her, drawing her closer, his fingers brushing against the softness of her skin. Their bodies pressed together, Sofia's initial resistance to Leonardo's advances quickly waned as her arms found their way around his neck, her fingers gently entwining themselves in his silky hair. Leonardo, seizing the opportunity, deepened their kiss, relishing the chance to show Sofia just how wrong she had been to doubt him. With deliberate slowness, he nibbled on her plump bottom lip, tugging it teasingly into his mouth. A soft moan escaped Sofia's lips, betraying the overwhelming desire that consumed her. Leonardo boldly delved deeper, his tongue boldly invading the warm recesses of her mouth.

In that heated moment, the world faded away, their surroundings becoming an inconsequential blur. Sofia and Leonardo were locked in a passionate embrace, the intensity of their connection rivaling the passing of time itself. Yet, as the sounds of hooting and raucous shouting intruded upon their private sanctuary, Leonardo reluctantly tore himself away from Sofia's

intoxicating kiss.

Leaning back, he gently guided Sofia to stand upright, her eyes glazed with dizziness, still clinging to him as if he were her lifeline. A soft smile tugged at the corners of Leonardo's mouth as he beheld her, a mix of tenderness and earnestness in his gaze. Taking a moment to collect himself, he began to speak, his voice carrying a hint of urgency.

"Are you going to listen to me now,

Sofia?" Leonardo's words were tinged with both sincerity and a touch of desperation. "I didn't kiss Diana that day in the mall. She took advantage of me when my guard was down. If only you had waited a mere two seconds longer, you would have witnessed how I reveled in humiliating her afterward. And today, she deceived me into that room, where she embraced me without warning. It was at that very moment you walked in. Please, baby girl, believe me when I say she is nothing more than my ex-girlfriend-a chapter of my past that I have long left behind. My heart holds no place for her; I have moved on."

With a single breath, Leonardo poured his heartfelt explanation into the space between them.

Sofia's delicate lashes dipped down, veiling her eyes as she absorbed the weight of Leonardo's words. Misinterpretation had clouded her understanding while he had laid bare his emotions before her. The air hung heavy with anticipation as a question pierced the silence.

"So, do you believe me or not?" Leonardo's brow furrowed, his voice laced with a mix of hope and doubt.

With utmost care, Sofia raised her gaze, her eyes locked onto his like a hesitant traveler surveying uncharted territory. Her response came in the form of a subtle nod, accompanied by a gentle nibble on her lower lip. It was a timid affirmation but one that carried profound significance.

Leonardo's rigid frame, taut with tension, seemed to melt as her approval reached him. His muscles relaxed, and his guarded expression softened as if he had been granted respite from the burden he had been carrying. Yet, in the midst of this newfound relief, an unresolved matter lingered in the air-an act of betrayal that demanded restitution.

"And you have reminded me that I have to punish you," Leonardo's voice rumbled, a low growl filled with a dangerous undercurrent. His eyes held a glint of warning, a silent declaration of consequences to be meted out.

Sofia's azure orbs widened, mirroring the surge of emotions coursing through her. A blush spread across her cheeks, turning them a rosy hue, as a mix of embarrassment and anticipation flooded her being. Drawing closer, Leonardo closed the distance between them, his movements calculated and deliberate. He leaned in, his lips grazing her earlobe as he whispered, his words laced with sensuality and promise. "Be ready for your punishment, baby girl." His voice, a velvet caress against her skin, sent shivers down her spine.

 

Chapter 333 His Temptation

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The entire world seemed to fade away as Leonardo's lips met Sofia's in a passionate embrace. The force of his kiss sent her head spinning, her senses reeling with a dizzying mix of desire and disbelief. It was a soul-snatching kiss, one that left her breathless and wanting Amidst the chaos of the cheering crowd, Sofia's mind struggled to regain its composure. The electrifying intensity of Leonardo's display captivated everyone around them, turning their shared moment into a spectacle. But Sofia, lost in the whirlwind of emotions, barely noticed the uproar surrounding them.

After the commotion settled, Leonardo took the opportunity to explain himself to Sofia. He recounted the incident with Diana at the mall, as well as Evelyn's deceptive ploy in the room. Though he didn't owe her an explanation, he chose to offer one, touching the deepest recesses of Sofia's heart. Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

"And you have reminded me that I have to punish you for running away when you saw me with another girl," Leonardo's words sent shockwaves through Sofia's being, her eyes widening in disbelief. The gravity of his statement weighed heavily upon her, filling her with a genuine fear. She knew all too well the severity of punishment, having witnessed her father's brutal treatment of her mother.

But then, as if sensing her trepidation, Leonardo leaned in close, his lips hovering near her ear. His voice, deep and husky, brushed against her skin, sending shivers down her spine and stealing her breath away.

"Be ready for your punishment, baby girl," he whispered, the words laced with an intoxicating mix of danger and seduction.

Sofia's breath hitched in her throat, her heart pounding in her chest like a wild stallion. The fear that had gripped her began to mingle with an undeniable arousal. It was a dangerous combination, one that both terrified and excited her.

"Are you...are you really going to punish me?" she managed to stammer out, her voice trembling with a mixture of anticipation and anxiety.

Leonardo's cold, grey eyes softened, a mischievous smile playing at the corners of his lips. He reached out and gently tucked a stray strand of hair behind Sofia's ear, his touch both tender and possessive.

"Don't worry, baby girl," he assured her, his voice filled with a hint of reassurance. "You are going to love your punishment. I promise."

Sofia's mind reeled at his words, grappling with the conflicting emotions coursing through her veins. She should have been frightened, wary of what awaited her, but instead, a surge of desire surged within her.

As the crowd erupted into cheers, their anticipation filled the air like an electric charge. The atmosphere was thick with excitement as Leonardo glanced over the sea of enthusiastic faces, his charming smile captivating every gaze that met his. With Sofia by his side, he felt invincible.

Sofia, however, was overcome with a sudden rush of panic. She tightened her grip on Leonardo's hand, trying to halt their progress toward the beckoning dance floor. Her heart pounded in her chest as she stammered, "I don't dance. I mean... I can't."

Leo turned his gaze towards her, his eyes intense and brimming with reassurance. With a gentle squeeze of her hand, he uttered, "Don't worry, angel, you just have to follow my steps. I will guide you, but I want to dance with you today."

Her fears began to wane as she looked into his captivating eyes. With a flutter of butterflies in her stomach, she let him take the lead. They gracefully glided toward the center of the dance floor, surrounded by a symphony of rhythmic movements and swaying bodies. The pulsating beat of the music permeated the atmosphere, urging everyone to surrender to its infectious rhythm. Sofia's gaze wandered around, taking in the sight of people effortlessly twirling and swaying in perfect harmony. Doubts resurfaced within her, fearing that she would stumble and embarrass herself.

Yet, Leonardo remained unfazed by the eyes that lingered on them. His unwavering focus was solely on Sofia, his desire to dance with her radiating from his every pore. With a subtle yet possessive curl of his hand around her waist, he drew her closer, erasing any doubts that lingered.

With a gentle touch, Leonardo guided Sofia's hand to rest delicately on his shoulder. As his fingers traced a slow, tantalizing path down her arm, goosebumps erupted upon her soft skin as if responding to his every touch. Finally, his hands found their place, resting firmly on her hips, creating a connection that transcended the physical realm.

The world around them seemed to fade into the background as they moved as one, synchronized with the melody of the music. Sofia began to trust in Leonardo's guidance, allowing herself to be swept away by the current of their shared dance. With each step, she discovered a newfound confidence, her body responding to his lead as if it were second nature.

Leonardo held Sofia firmly in his arms, their bodies swaying in perfect harmony. With each step, she tried to match his movements, their connection growing stronger. As he twirled her around, Sofia found herself pressed against his solid chest, his arms wrapped possessively around her delicate frame.

In that intimate embrace, she could feel his hard bulge pressing against her butt. He was painfully hard, rubbing himself on her and igniting a fire within her. Leonardo leaned in, his lips grazing her bare shoulder, leaving a trail of wet kisses. His chin rested there, his warm breath tickling her skin as he whispered in a low, sensual voice.

"Baby girl, today I want to show you my other side. Tell me you won't be scared."

Her heart raced in anticipation, longing to say 'yes,' but the words remained trapped in her throat. Leonardo pressed his pointed nose along the curve of her neck, slowly tracing its path upward until he

reached the sensitive spot justel.

behind her ear. With a gentle bite on her earlobe, pleasure surged through her body, leaving her trembling and dripping with desire. His lips then pressed against that tender spot,

sealing the moment with a lingering

kiss.

"Tell me, angel," His voice, now laced with desire and husky with need, sent shivers down her spine. Sofia couldn't help but bite her lip shyly, her eyes filled with curiosity and a hint of apprehension. She slowly moaned, nodding subtly, giving her consent. "Fu.ck," he whispered under his breath, the word escaping in a mix of frustration and arousal. Sofia felt his breathing quicken as he rested his head on her shoulder, their connection intensifying with each passing second.

After a few seconds of dancing, Leonardo leaned in close to Sofia, his voice a low, seductive whisper in her ear. "Babe, I can't wait to take you to our bed," he murmured. He took a deep breath, his body stilling as he stopped dancing.

"Let's leave," he declared, gripping Sofia's hand firmly and leading her toward the exit. The clamor of voices calling his name and uttering various exclamations washed over them, but Leonardo paid them no heed. He didn't bother to say goodbye or acknowledge anyone as he guided Sofia through the crowd. Mark and the other bodyguards stationed outside the venue trailed behind them, their eyes scanning the surroundings vigilantly.

Once inside the sleek black car,

Leonardo wasted no time. He

immediately instructed the driver to

speed towards their hotel. If Sofia had any lingering doubts or uncertainties before, they were aff swept away by his unmistakable impatience. She could feel his intense gaze upon her, his eyes burning with desire. With her hand in his, he caressed his thumb gently along the back of her palm, sending shivers down her spine. His chest rose and fell rapidly as he fought to control himself.

Sofia's breathing grew ragged as Leonardo surprised her by taking her finger into his mouth, sucking on it sensually. He repeated the gesture with each of her fingers, one by one, igniting a stirring deep within her core. She clenched her thighs tightly, trying to contain the overwhelming sensations coursing through her.

Abruptly, the car screeched to a halt, and Leonardo wasted no time in yanking the door open. He didn't even wait for Mark to come around and open it for him. With a fervent urgency, he practically dragged Sofia out of the car. She had to quicken her pace, practically running to match his long strides that contrasted starkly with her own short steps.

As Leonardo and Sofia stepped into the elevator, the doors slid shut behind them, enclosing them in a small, private space. Without hesitation, Leonardo swiftly pressed the button for their desired floor, a determined glint in his eyes. Sofia felt a sudden force against her back as he pushed her gently, yet firmly, towards the cool surface of the elevator wall.

His hands came to rest on either side of her head, trapping her within his powerful grasp. She could feel the warmth emanating from his palms as his touch sent shivers down her spine. Tilting his head down Leonardo's lips descended upon hers with a fervor she had never experienced before Gone were the tender and gentle kisses they had shared in the past. This time, his kiss was laden with a sense of urgency and hunger, as though he yearned to consume her entirely.

Sofia's legs trembled beneath her as the intensity of the moment overwhelmed her senses. Clutching onto Leonardo's broad shoulders for support, she held on tightly, desperate to steady herself. His sturdy frame offered her a lifeline, allowing her to remain upright amidst the swirling whirlwind of emotions.

Just as the elevator came to a halt, Leonardo abruptly broke the passionate connection between their lips. With a swift movement, he effortlessly scooped Sofia up into his arms, relieving her of the burden of standing. Grateful for his strength, she nestled against his chest, feeling a sense of security wash over her.

Balancing her weight effortlessly, Leonardo reached into his pocket, retrieving the keycard necessary to grant them access to their destination. With a swift motion, he swiped the card, and the door swung open, revealing their private sanctuary. Refusing to let Sofia's feet touch the ground, Leonardo skillfully navigated the room, using his foot to shut the door behind them.

Their destination was clear, as his purposeful strides carried them towards the bedroom. Gently depositing Sofia onto her feet, Leonardo's gaze bore into her with an intensity that sent shivers down her spine. The room seemed to darken as his eyes traveled the length of her body, taking in every curve and contour.

A moment of anticipation hung in the air as Leonardo's voice, laced with desire and a hint of command, broke the silence. "Are you ready, baby girl, for your punishment?"

Chapter 334 His Punishment

The room was dimly lit, casting long shadows on the walls as Leonardo's gaze bore into Sofia's trembling figure. His piercing eyes, once warm and loving, now flickered with a dark intensity as he appraised her from head to heel. The air crackled with an electric tension, leaving Sofia unable to find her voice, her mouth dry and parched.

Silently, Leonardo approached her, his steps deliberate and purposeful. His hand, strong and commanding, grazed Sofia's shoulder, sending a shiver down her spine. With a seductive whisper in her ear, his voice carried a potent mix of desire and authority. "Obey, my wife," he commanded, his words hanging in the air like a velvet promise.Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Sofia hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest, but the intensity in Leonardo's eyes left her powerless to resist. Slowly, she acquiesced, taking a seat on the edge of the bed. The weight of Leonardo's gaze bore down on her, a silent reminder of his dominance. "Lie!" he ordered again, his voice laced with a dangerous edge.

Sofia felt a surge of adrenaline, her body reacting almost instinctively, as if she were a devoted fangirl under his spell. With a mixture of anticipation and trepidation, she complied, her body sinking onto the soft mattress, surrendering herself to his will.

Leonardo, his desire fueling his every move, retrieved a silk tie from the depths of the cupboard. The cool touch of the fabric against his fingertips sent a tingle of anticipation through his veins.

"Hands above head!" With a low murmur, he guided Sofia, instructing her to raise her hands above her head. There was a commanding edge to his voice, a tone that brooked no disobedience, and Sofia found herself obeying, her hands suspended in the air like a delicate offering.

Swiftly, Leonardo secured her wrists with the silk tie, the material encircling her delicate skin. The tension in the room grew, palpable and intoxicating. With a deft motion, he flipped her onto her stomach, her body splayed before him. He slowly drifted her dress, the air cold against her sensitive skin. In the low light, the black lace of Sofia's panties peeked out, a tantalizing glimpse that set Leonardo's desire ablaze. He slowly kneaded her round full asscheek.

Leonardo's voice resonated through the dimly lit room, its deep timbre sending shivers down Sofia's spine. The air crackled with an electrifying tension as his words hung in the air, filled with a palpable desire that stirred her senses. A flush of warmth spread across her body, making her skin tingle with anticipation.

"Beautiful," he whispered, his voice a seductive melody that seemed to wrap around her like a velvet caress. Sofia's heart raced, her breath hitching at the intoxicating mix of fear and arousal that swirled within her. His words carried a hint of a forbidden world, one she had yet to explore.

"Have you ever been spanked, baby girl?" His question pierced the silence, catching her off guard.

Sofia's eyes widened in shock, her thoughts spinning in confusion.

What did he mean by 'spanked'?

A surge of fear coursed through her, tinged with uncertainty. The room suddenly felt smaller, the walls closing in as her imagination ran wild.

Was he going to hit her? The thought sent a chill down her spine, and her voice cracked with trepidation as she dared to voice her fears.

"Are you... are you going to hit me?" Her words trembled, laced with a raw vulnerability that betrayed her fear. The seductive allure that had entwined them moments ago seemed to fade away, replaced by an uncertain tension that hung between them. Leonardo's response was immediate, a deep chuckle escaping his lips as he squeezed her ass cheeks in his large palms, a firm yet gentle grip. The sensation sent an involuntary moan escaping her mouth, her body responding to his touch despite her earlier apprehension.

"No, baby," he assured her, his voice a soothing balm that melted her fears away. "I will never hit you. But I have a thing for spanking. And some bad girls like you need to learn their lessons."

His fingers danced along the curves of her backside, applying just enough pressure to ignite a delicious ache within her. Sofia's breath hitched, her mind clouded with a heady mixture of desire and curiosity.

With each squeeze and caress of

her ass cheeks, Leonardo stoked the flames of her arousal, igniting a fierce longing between her legs. A newfound wetness pooled, evidence of the effect his touch had on ker. Sofia surrendered to the intoxicating dance of sensations, her fears dissipating in the face of a

newfound trust and excitement.

"I promise, baby girl, if you don't like it, just tell me to stop, and I will stop," Leonardo uttered, his words like a sultry melody that danced upon Sofia's ears. He paused, allowing his words to sink in, giving her a moment to process the weight of the decision that lay before her. Sofia's heart raced, her pulse echoing in her ears as she struggled to catch her breath.

"So, do you want me to punish you, baby?" Leonardo inquired, his words a tantalizing challenge that sent a shiver down Sofia's spine. Her breath hitched, a gasp caught in her throat as his words awakened a dormant longing within her.

Sofia's mind reeled, her body tingling with anticipation. His provocative language aroused a primal hunger within her, an eagerness to surrender to the unexplored depths of pleasure that lay ahead. She felt an irresistible pull towards the unknown, an unyielding desire to embrace her darkest desires.

Unable to resist any longer, Sofia nodded her head, her movements slow and deliberate, conveying a resounding affirmation.

"In words, baby," Leonardo commanded, his voice carrying the weight of his dominance.

Sofia's voice faltered under the weight of his touch, her ability to articulate her desires temporarily eclipsed by the electricity coursing through her veins.

Summoning every ounce of courage, Sofia managed to muster a whispered response, her voice barely audible. "Yes," she breathed, her voice trembling with anticipation, the syllable laden with a yearning that defied explanation.

His words had an almost hypnotic effect, weaving a spell that bound her to him, igniting a craving within her soul.

"Now, you have to choose a safe word," Leonardo continued, his tone both husky and commanding.

Sofia's mind whirled, momentarily distracted by the thought of a word that would serve as her lifeline in this passionate journey.

Her voice quivered as she mustered a response, her voice laden with anticipation.

"Yes," she moaned, the single syllable conveying her consent and trust, mingled with a vulnerability that made her heartbeat quicken..

Do you want me to choose a word for you?" Leonardo asked, his voice laced with a subtle intrigue that sent a shiver down Sofia's spine.

As she lay before him, surrendering herself, her heart racing in her chest, she could only manage a nod in response. The anticipation built within her, fueled by the commanding presence he exuded.

"No, baby, I want your words every

time I ask you something. Ok?"

Leonardo's voice took on a tone of authority, demanding her

venet

compliance. Sofia's head spun, her senses overwhelmed by his dominating presence. Her mind

seemed to shut down, leaving only thoughts of him and the way his hand felt against her skin.

"Yes, please," she managed to speak, her voice barely a whisper. Her words were barely coherent, her brain consumed by a dizzying haze. She could only focus on Leonardo and the electrifying touch of his hand on her body. "Whenever you want me to stop, you just have to say the word RED. Ok, baby girl?" Leonardo's voice resonated in the room, firm yet tinged with a sense of care. The gravity of the situation began to sink in for Sofia, understanding the boundaries they were about to explore.

"Hummm..." Sofia hummed, her

body trembling as if a sudden jolt

had struck her core. And then it came-a hard impact on her soft ass cheek, sending a surge of mixed sensations throughout her body. The pain was intense, leaving her gasping for breath, but before the sting fully registered, Leonardo's warm hand immediately caressed her painfully sore butt, his touch soothing and comforting against her flushed skin.

"Words," Leonardo reminded her, his voice deep and dominating, yet infused with an underlying tenderness. Sofia knew she was entering dangerous territory, a realm where boundaries blurred and desires ignited. But instead of apprehension, her excitement surged, fueled by the delicious thrill of the unknown.

 

Chapter 335 First Orgasm

Today, Leonardo was determined to reveal his dominant side to Sofia. As a natural Dom, he had always been apprehensive about broaching this aspect of his personality with her. Uncertainty lingered in his mind, uncertain of how she would react to this revelation. However, he resolved that today would be the day he offered her a glimpse into his world.

Sofia lay sprawled before him, a vision of vulnerability that sent Leonardo's heart racing. The anticipation electrified every cell in his body, heightening his senses. He couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement, knowing he would administer a punishment that would bestow upon her infinite pleasure. His fingertips grazed the lace that veiled her perfect, round ass, eliciting a rush of exhilaration.

Her beauty was absolutely captivating. The delicate black lace panties that adorned her ass cheeks only served to amplify his every breath, leaving him breathless and consumed by desire.

He hooked his fingers in the waistband of her black lace panties and slowly dragged them along her legs and left them near her ankles. Taking her ass cheeks in the palm of his hand, he applied gentle pressure, relishing in the sensation. Sofia's moans of pleasure reached his ears, fueling his determination. Emboldened by her response, he increased the pressure, causing her to groan even louder, a symphony of gratification. Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

His mouth watered, a primal response to the irresistible sight before him. He fought the urge to succumb to his desires, swallowing hard to regain control. With a deliberate movement, he delivered the first impactful strike to her right ass cheek. Her voice rang out in a yelp of surprise and pleasure, echoing through the room.

"Ah!!!"

Quickly, he covered the tender roundness of her ass with his palm, offering solace to alleviate her pain.

Leonardo watched Sofia intently, his heart pounding in his chest as he awaited her response. The air around them seemed to still, holding its breath along with him. "Are you OK, baby girl?" he asked with concern, his voice gentle yet laden with anticipation.

Sofia's voice came out as a squeak, barely audible. "Yes," she managed to utter, surprising Leonardo. Relief washed over him that she was handling the situation well so far. He wanted to ensure her comfort and consent throughout their play.

"I want you to count," Leonardo instructed, his voice laced with authority. He continued, "Because this is your first time, I will give you only ten spanks. And if you want me to stop before reaching ten, say the safe word, and I will stop." He wanted to establish clear boundaries, assuring her that her limits would be respected.

With a firm yet tender motion, Leonardo raised his hand, his palm poised to deliver the first spank. As his hand made contact with Sofia's round left ass cheek, she let out a louder moan, the sound mixing pleasure with a hint of pain. He could feel the warmth radiating from her skin, a testament to the intensity of the moment.

"Count, baby girl," Leonardo reminded her, his voice commanding but caring. "Otherwise, I won't stop." He wanted her to participate actively, emphasizing the importance of communication in their shared experience. In an effort to alleviate the ache, he gently covered her hot roundness with his hand, massaging the area with a soothing touch.

Removing his hand, Leonardo observed the reddened hue that adorned both of her ass cheeks. They had responded beautifully to his administrations, but he desired to deepen their color just a shade more. He relished the power he held in this moment, the trust she had placed in him.

With no warning, he swiftly brought his hand down on her right cheek, the impact resounding through the room. Sofia's moan echoed, her voice tinged with a mix of pleasure and pain.

"Ahhh... Threeeee," she managed to say, her voice slightly strained yet obedient.

Leonardo smirked, pleased that she was adapting and learning. Her willingness to embrace this new experience excited him, fueling his desire to push boundaries in a consensual manner. He raised his hand again, the anticipation thickening the air, before delivering a harder spank.

Sofia's scream filled the room, a mixture of pleasure and agony intertwined. "Fourrrr..." she gasped, her voice trembling with each syllable. Her legs quivered, betraying the intensity of the sensations coursing through her body.

Leonardo felt a surge of dominance surge within him, the knowledge that he had the power to elicit such raw reactions from her.

Leonardo's hand hovered just above Sofia's tender skin after he had spanked her nine times. She was breathless, moaning and whimpering, but still hadn't said the safe word.

"Do you want me to stop, baby? Just say the word," Leonardo whispered, his touch lingering on Sofia's supple curves of her bottom. His fingertips moved in slow, soothing circles, massaging both of her bottoms with a deliberate tenderness. "No, don't stop," she replied, her voice laced with a hint of vulnerability.

A mischievous smile tugged at the corners of Leonardo's mouth as he observed Sofia's reaction. He gave her a warning, a playful spark igniting in his eyes.

"Okay, so the last one," he warned, his voice tinged with both amusement and anticipation. Sofia clenched her thighs, her anticipation mounting as she braced herself for what was to come.

With a deliberate slowness, Leonardo trailed his fingertips over Sofia's bare thighs, his touch featherlight and teasing. He stroked her skin in languid, hypnotic motions, each caress melting away her tension. Gradually, her muscles relaxed under his skilled ministrations. Sofia's body quivered with a mix of anticipation and sensitivity, her skin flushed with a rosy hue. The room seemed to hold its breath as Leonardo prepared for the final stroke. With a sudden movement, he brought his hand down, landing a firm smack on Sofia's round cheek.

"Tennnn..." Sofia breathed out the number, her voice tinged with a mixture of pleasure and a faint tremor, riding hard on her first orgasm, writhing and cuming on the bed, wetting the bed cover with her hot honey.

The sensation rippled through her, sending waves of sensation radiating outward. She clung to the moment, her body surrendering to the intensity of the experience.

Leonardo's touch lingered on Sofia's reddened cheeks and thighs, his caresses gentle and tender. He traced his fingertips over the heated skin, soothing the lingering ache with delicate strokes. Gradually, the shivering in Sofia's body subsided, replaced by a languid calm.

With a deft motion, Leonardo gently

flipped Sofia onto her back, untying her hands and guiding her to sit on his lap. She followed his lead, her body still pulsating with residual energy. Sofia's chest rose and fell rapidly, her breaths coming in ragged gasps as she attempted to regain her composure.

As Sofia lowered her gaze, her face flushed with a deep blush, Leonardo a couldn't help but be captivated by her beauty. At that moment, she was the epitome of vulnerability and sensuality, a portrait etched in his memory. Her radiant presence filled the room, making her the most exquisite woman Leonardo had ever laid eyes upon.

Leonardo's eyes laced with concern as he looked into Sofia's innocent, troubled eyes. His voice filled with tenderness, he urged her, "Look at me, baby girl. What's wrong?"

Sofia timidly raised her eyelashes, her gaze meeting his. Her pink, plump lips quivered as she confessed, "I'm sorry. I wetted the bed cover."

A burst of laughter escaped Leonardo's lips, charmed by her childlike innocence. He couldn't resist the urge to draw her closer, cupping her face in his palm and tilting it gently upward, ensuring their eyes locked.

"No, babe," he reassured her, his voice laced with warmth. "You just came from my spanking, and it's an honor for me." His gaze never wavered from her innocent blue eyes, which shimmered with a mix of vulnerability and tears.

In an instant, he pressed his lips

against hers, a passionate kiss that spoke volumes about his desire for her. At that moment, he poured his entire being into the embrace, desperate to convey the depth of his longing. Sofia responded

instinctively, matching his fervor

with equal intensity.

When their lips finally parted, Leonardo carefully scooped Sofia into his arms, his muscles straining with the effort. He carried her towards the bathroom, the urge to protect and care for her overpowering his every thought. The allure of her presence was simply irresistible. Once in the bathroom, he gently set her down and began to prepare a warm, soothing shower for her delicate frame. Leonardo's eyes lingered on her. He knew this was her first orgasm, and she would be exhausted.

After drying off and changing into their comfortable sleeping clothes, Leonardo tucked Sofia into the bed, her tired body surrendering to the softness of the mattress. Exhausted from the day's events, she drifted off to sleep almost instantly.

Curling his body around hers, Leonardo held Sofia close, his arms encircling her protectively as he gazed upon her radiant face. With Sofia in his embrace, he succumbed to sleep. They would leave for Genoa the following day, where their lives would be forever changed.

 

Chapter 336 Blissful Morning

Ouch! Sofia winced, feeling a lingering soreness in her butt. Last night's punishment from Leonardo had left its mark, but strangely enough, she found herself enjoying it. It had been an experience unlike any other, one that had awakened a part of her she never knew existed. Her body had responded so intensely, and she couldn't help but feel a mix of embarrassment and excitement. She pondered over Leonardo's words, which had made her feel desired and cherished. Yet, doubt lingered in her mind, questioning his true intentions. As she tried to rise from the bed, a pair of strong, muscular arms encircled her tightly, preventing her from getting away. Sofia's back was pressed against a solid, unyielding chest, causing her heart to flutter. She couldn't suppress the smile that tugged at her lips, even as she attempted to free herself from Leonardo's embrace. However, he only tightened his grip, emitting a low groan as he nuzzled his face into the crook of Sofia's neck. The sensation sent a wave of tingles through her, eliciting a soft giggle. "Let go," Sofia protested playfully, her laughter filling the air.

"No," Leonardo retorted, his voice laced with a hint of defiance, as he pulled her even closer, refusing to release her from his grasp.

"Oh god! Let go of me. I have to pee," Sofia pleaded urgently, her voice laced with desperation.

But Leonardo was unyielding, refusing to loosen his grip. Sofia's annoyance grew, evident in her voice as she called out his name in frustration.

"Leonardo!" she exclaimed, her irritation palpable.

Leonardo's response was a low and deep laugh, a sound that sent a shiver down Sofia's spine. Her heart skipped a beat, momentarily distracting her from her urgent predicament.

"Ok, baby girl, I'll let you go," Leonardo finally relented, his lips grazing Sofia's cheek. "But only on one condition. Give me a kiss."

Sofia's determination surged, fueling her efforts to free herself from Leonardo's grasp. She squirmed and wriggled, attempting to pry his hand off her body. However, her struggle only seemed to amuse him further as he groaned audibly and tightened his grip, now firmly holding onto her hips.

"What are you trying to do, baby girl?" Leonardo's voice held a husky tone, causing Sofia's breath to catch. "I am already so hard, asleep the whole night, holding you closer in my arms, and you are rubbing my hard cock, making this painfully harder for me." His words, laced with desire, filled the air, making Sofia's cheeks flush with embarrassment and desire.

Sofia's struggle ceased abruptly, her face turning scarlet. The words sank deep within her, leaving her momentarily breathless. The desire between them intensified as Leonardo effortlessly flipped her in his arms, making her face him. His body pressed against her, the undeniable proof of his arousal evident against her.

Sofia bit her lip, a silent gasp escaping her mouth. She fought to stifle any audible response.

"Look, what have you done, angel? Now I have to live a whole day with my hard dick aching for you."Leonardo's deep, husky voice sent shivers down Sofia's spine as he whispered those words, his words dripping with desire. She could feel her cheeks flush as she met his intense gaze, unable to tear her eyes away from his captivating presence. A mischievous smile played on Leonardo's lips as he continued, his demand hanging in the air.

"Baby girl, don't you think I deserve a morning kiss for this torture of yours?" He demanded again, pouting innocently.

Sofia couldn't help but be enchanted by his playful pout. It was as if this ruggedly handsome man possessed an irresistible blend of raw masculinity and unexpected tenderness. A combination she had never anticipated.

Without hesitation, Sofia reached out, her hand sliding sensually around Leonardo's neck. Pulling him closer, she felt the heat emanating from his body, their proximity intensifying the air around them. With a surge of anticipation, she tilted her head and closed her eyes, ready to fulfill his request.

Their lips met in a collision of passion, a dance of longing and desire. Sofia's senses became heightened, her entire being consumed by the taste and texture of Leonardo's lips. It was a kiss that awakened her senses, stealing her breath and making her heart race with every beat.

Leonardo's hands found their place on Sofia's head, his touch firm yet tender. With his touch, he took control, guiding their movements with a deliberate rhythm. He explored her mouth with a tantalizing combination of urgency and finesse, leaving no corner untouched. Sofia could feel her lips being devoured, a mixture of pleasure and pain merging as Leonardo's teeth grazed and nibbled on them. The sensation sent electric currents through her body, heightening the intensity of the moment. And when his tongue invaded her mouth, Sofia couldn't help but surrender to the whirlwind of sensations.

Their tongues entwined in a heated tango, a battle of dominance and submission. Sofia was lost in the intoxicating taste of Leonardo, the way he commanded her mouth with a wickedly dominant prowess. It was a kiss that held her captive, leaving her dizzy and craving

more.

Sofia's lips moved with an

irresistible rhythm, their delicate

motions igniting a fiery dance with Leonardo's full, inviting lips. As their mouths melded together, a

symphony of moans and sighs filled the air, echoing their shared desire. Pulling her closer, Leonardo held her as if they were fused together, bodies pressed so tightly that even a whisper of breath could not pass between them. With a firm grip on the back of Sofia's head, he deepened the connection, urging her further into the scorching heat of his mouth.

His tongue, a seductive conductor, guided Sofia deeper into the depths of his molten embrace. Responding to his silent invitation, she followed the tantalizing path, her own tongue entwining with his. A primal groan escaped Leonardo's lips, a rumbling grow that resonated within Sofia's core. He ensnared her tongue between his own, expertly drawing her in and capturing her essence with every fervent suck and every gentle stroke. The taste of caffeine and mint danced upon their intertwined tongues, mingling into a flavor that Sofia felt would forever mark her as his favorite.

Nipping and kissing with a passionate fervor, Leonardo consumed her, leaving Sofia breathless and dizzy with the intensity of their connection. She teetered on the precipice of

consciousness, ready to surrel

to the intoxicating whirlwind he had created. But just as she was about to lose herself completely, he pulled away, leaving Sofia panting and desperately grasping for air, her body still yearning for his touch.

A smile tugged at Leonardo's lips, his eyes twinkling with a mix of mischief and adoration. "What a beautiful start to my day," he murmured, his voice a low, velvety whisper that sent shivers down Sofia's spine. Trailing his thumb over her bottom lip, he gently tugged it downward, a subtle invitation for her surrender. Lowering his head once more, he claimed her in a soul-snatching open-mouthed kiss.

As Leonardo reluctantly pulled away, their lips parting with a delicate reluctance, his eyes gleamed with an intense longing. The depth of his desire was reflected in the darkness that now shrouded his gaze. He took a series of deep breaths as if trying to steady himself against the whirlwind of emotions swirling within.

"Angel, get ready and pack your bags," he uttered, his voice a mere whisper that hovered between them. Though his words were firm, his attention remained captivated by the lingering memory of Sofia's lips.

Her voice, low and somber, filled the space between them. "Leonardo, I want to visit my grandma's grave before we leave Rome," she uttered, her tone heavy with a mixture of grief and longing. His expression shifted, seriousness washing over his features like a storm cloud.

"Ok, baby girl," he responded, his voice softened by understanding. "I will make arrangements. You get ready. Otherwise, we will be late," he added, a hint of concern tugging at his words.

Sofia rose from their entwined embrace and retreated into the bathroom. There, she swiftly completed her morning chores, the sound of running water enveloping the room as she took a warm, comforting shower. Her thoughts drifted to the task at hand, her mind filled with memories of her cherished moments with Grandma and Grandpa.

While Sofia busied herself with preparations, she deftly packed their bags. Her belongings intertwined with Leonardo's as she carefully organized their essentials. Meanwhile, Leonardo enjoyed his own cleansing ritual, finding solace in the rhythm of the cascading water. As their morning rituals drew to a close, a knock at the door signaled the arrival of breakfast. Leonardo insisted that Sofia finish her meal, his adoration apparent as he playfully guided her to sit upon his lap. The intimacy of the moment, combined with the taste of their shared sustenance, painted a picture of serenity and love-a morning bliss they both savored.

Completing their breakfast, they checked out of the hotel, their steps accompanied by a mixture of anticipation and wistfulness. Sofia settled into the car, her thoughts drifting back to the cherished memories of her childhood spent with Grandma and Grandpa. A veil of sadness enveloped her, knowing that she hadn't been able to see her grandmother in her final days.

 

Chapter 337 Caring Husband

Leonardo's fingers gently intertwined with Sofia's as they embarked on the somber journey. The car came to a halt, and Leonardo remained steadfast by her side, his grip on her hand unwavering. The solemn atmosphere of Ricci's graveyard enveloped them, and as they stepped out of the vehicle, their bodyguards formed a protective ring around them, a visible shield against the world. As they stood before the grave, Sofia's eyes were drawn to the engraved name of her grandmother, Lady Valentina Ricci, accompanied by the dates that marked her existence in this world. A wave of melancholy washed over Sofia as she took in the reality of her grandmother's passing.

Mark stepped forward, handing Sofia some flowers. Sofia knelt by her grandmother's tomb, her fingertips tracing the engraved letters, as if trying to bridge the divide between the realms of the living and the departed. Tenderly, she placed the flowers on the grave, a token of her affection and remorse. The weight of her absence burdened her as she whispered her apologies, hoping her grandmother could somehow hear her ethereal words.

"I am sorry, Grandma," Sofia's voice barely reached the air, heavy with regret. "I could not come to meet you last time. Please forgive me, and I love you. I miss you so much. Why did you also leave me?"

A solitary teardrop escaped her eye, a testament to the depth of her sorrow. With closed eyes, Sofia offered a silent prayer, her thoughts weaving through the spaces of remembrance.

"I'll come and meet you again very soon, grandma," Sofia whispered, her voice carrying a flicker of determination.

Her eyes, glistening with unshed tears, opened once more, revealing a resilience within. A delicate swipe of her hand brushed away the evidence of her grief, and she rose from her kneeling position, turning to face a concerned Leonardo.

Standing silently behind Sofia, Leonardo's gaze held a mixture of emotions, his forehead creased with a worry only he comprehended. His eyes, usually a window to his soul, now shielded a layer of mystery. Lips pressed into a firm line, they refused to reveal the thoughts that stirred within him. Slowly, Leonardo took a step forward, his hand reaching out to tenderly caress Sofia's cheeks, wiping away the remnants of her tears.

Cupping Sofia's face in his palms, Leonardo studied her countenance intently, as if trying to decipher the complexities that danced across her features. Concern mingled with an unspoken affection, a silent promise to be there for her, even in the darkest of moments. Sofia found solace in the warmth of his touch, a beacon of support in a world marred by loss.

"Are you okay, baby girl?" Leonardo's voice quivered with a mix of worry and tenderness, as if his very heart depended on her response. Sofia, still reeling from the events that had transpired, slowly nodded, appreciating his genuine concern.

She felt a warm surge of affection for him as he asked, "Do you want to stay for some more time, or can we go and catch the flight?" His desire to make her comfortable tugged at Sofia's heartstrings.

"Let's go," Sofia replied, her voice soft but determined. She appreciated his protective grip on her hand, finding solace in his presence as they navigated the crowd of bodyguards surrounding them. With their support, they made their way towards the waiting car, a shield against the outside world.

The journey to the airport was filled with a heavy silence, the weight of recent events hanging in the air. Leonardo's hand never left Sofia's, offering her a comforting reassurance. His thumb gently caressed her knuckles.

Finally arriving at the airport, they passed through the security check, the tension easing slightly. Leonardo led the way, his purposeful strides guiding them towards the private jet waiting on the runway. Sofia's eyes flickered over the aircraft, noticing a change in the staff. She observed how they greeted Leonardo and herself, recognizing the shift in familiarity.

With Leonardo as her guide, Sofia stepped onto the jet, her senses immediately greeted by the plush interior and the scent of luxury. The new staff welcomed them warmly, their smiles tinged with professionalism. Leonardo, ever the gentleman, guided Sofia towards their seats, and she chose the one by the window.

"So, Angel, last time we flew to Rome, was that your first flight?" Leonardo inquired, his voice laced with curiosity. Sofia nodded shyly, her eyes glimmering with a mix of excitement and apprehension.

She bit her lip nervously, her gaze fixed on Leonardo as he continued, his voice gentle and soothing. "And this is your second. I hope this time you will take it well."

Sofia's nervousness was palpable as she looked at him, her eyes searching for reassurance.

She couldn't help but voice her fears, her words trembling slightly. "You aren't scared of flying in an aircraft? What if it fails in the middle of the sky? What will you do?"

Leonardo chuckled deeply, his laughter carrying a hint of amusement.

"No, baby girl, I have been flying in a jet since I was a baby. And all our jets are equipped with the latest technology and the highest security features," he reassured her, his shoulders nonchalantly shrugging.

He continued, his voice carrying a trace of pride. "For my business, I practically live in a private jet. You will come to know my lifestyle within a month of living with me."

The realization hit Sofia like a bolt of lightning. If Leonardo's business required him to frequently fly in jets, it meant he wouldn't be able to spend much time with her in Genoa. A tinge of disappointment washed over her, visible in the flicker of her expression. "Don't think that way. You will come with me whenever I travel. I am not going to spend a single day without you," his tone turned stern, a hint of warning lacing his words

Sofia's mouth fell open, her eyes widening in astonishment. How could he read her mind? Did she unintentionally speak her thoughts aloud? Embarrassment flooded through her, a delicate blush creeping up her cheeks.

Sofia's face flushed crimson.

Leaning closer, Leonardo's warm breath caressed Sofia's ear as he whispered, his voice a seductive melody that resonated deep within her. "Angel, I have a mile-high club fantasy about you. Would you like to know what I envision when we soar through the sky, hundreds of kilometers above the ground?"

Sofia squirmed in her seat, a delicious shiver tingling down her spine. His words held an irresistible allure, leaving her yearning for more. She couldn't tear her gaze away from him, her curiosity piqued, desperate to uncover the depths of his desires.

In the midst of their enchantment, their reverie was abruptly interrupted by the arrival of the air hostess. Reality came crashing back, grounding them in the present. "Sir, ma'am, please fasten your seat belts. We are about to take off," she announced, her voice jolting them back to the confines of the aircraft.

Leonardo swiftly assisted Sofia in

fastening her seat belt, his touch gentle yet possessive. As the plane commenced its journey down the runway, Sofia's heart mirrored the increasing tempo of the engines. Nervously, she closed her eyes, clutching the seat with a fervent grip. Her lips silently formed a prayer, seeking solace and courage within her racing thoughts.

Sensing her apprehension, Leonardo's hand found hers, providing an anchor amidst the turbulent currents of her emotions. With tenderness and reassurance, he peeled her fingers off the seat, intertwining his fingers with hers. "Open your eyes, angel, and look at me," Leonardo's voice cooed in a seductive tone that sent shivers down Sofia's spine. Slowly, she obeyed, opening her eyes and turning her face towards him. The intensity in his gaze overwhelmed her. "Are you scared, babe?" Leonardo asked, his fingers gently stroking her cheek. Sofia's embarrassment washed over her, causing her to bow her head in response. She scolded herself internally, feeling foolish for still harboring fear like a young child. Leonardo cupped her face lovingly, tilting it upwards. Lowering his face, he initiated a passionate and deep kiss that consumed Sofia's senses. In that moment, she forgot about everything else, her mind and body fully captivated by him.

Thoughts ceased to exist as Sofia's body instinctively responded to the mind-blowing kiss, her core growing warm and wet with desire. Time became irrelevant as they sat there, lost in the intoxicating embrace of their lips. Eventually, Leonardo broke the kiss, revealing a smile as he gazed at Sofia's dazed expression.

"We are up in the sky, Sofia," he stated with amusement lacing his voice, bringing her back to reality. Sofia looked around, realizing that the plane had settled into its cruising speed Peeking through the window, she beheld a stunning vista of clouds and blue sky stretching endlessly. It dawned on her that this was Leonardo's clever ploy to distract her during takeoff.

Suddenly, her interrupted thoughts returned to the mention of the mile-high club before being interrupted by the air hostess. Sofia's curiosity piqued, prompting her to wonder what this mysterious "club" meant and urging her to seek an answer from Leonardo. "What mile-high club were you talking about before the plane took off?" she asked him innocently.

Chapter 338 The Mile High Club

"Angel, you're quite curious about the mile-high club," Leonardo said, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Sofia bit her lip, her curiosity piqued, and nodded, holding her breath, eager for him to reveal his fantasies.

Leaning in closer, Leonardo's voice took on a dangerous tone as his eyes darkened. He whispered against Sofia's lips, sending shivers down her spine.

"I want to taste you, explore you with my tongue, and bring you to the brink of ecstasy. I want to pleasure you with my fingers until you're screaming my name. And when we're soaring miles high, I want to be inside you, making you orgasm over and over again." Oh, God! His explicit words ignited a fire within Sofia. She was consumed by anticipation, eager to know how he would fulfill those desires.

Releasing the shaky breath she had been holding, Sofia whispered, "Show me."

His jaw clenched, his eyes narrowed, and desire filled his gaze. In one swift motion, Leonardo unbuckled Sofia's seat belt and unfastened his own. Standing up, he firmly gripped her arm, pulling her up to her feet.

"Come with me," commanded Leonardo, taking hold of Sofia's hand and leading her toward the back of the plane. They reached a door, and as Leonardo opened it, Sofia's eyes adjusted to the dimly lit room inside. It was small and cozy, with a bed positioned in the center. In one corner, there was a small cabinet, and next to it, a door marked with a sign indicating a bathroom. Sofia took in the details, her curiosity piqued.

Before she could fully explore the room, Leonardo twirled her around to face him. Wrapping his arms around her, he pulled her close, pressing her body against his firm, muscular frame. His breathing was uneven, his chest rising and falling rapidly, and his once-gray eyes now darkened with desire.

"One last chance, baby girl," he whispered, his voice a low and dangerous warning. "Do you truly want me to show you how I want to pleasure you?" Sofia felt a surge of anticipation, knowing that she couldn't turn back now. She wanted to move forward. "Yes," she whispered, her lips brushing against his.

"Damn it," he cursed under his breath, overcome by urgency. Leonardo pressed his lips forcefully against Sofia's, seeking a passionate connection. Gripping her waist firmly, he lifted her up effortlessly. Instantly, her legs wrapped around his waist, and she embraced his neck with her arms, holding on tightly.

Leonardo's lips continued to passionately explore Sofia's as he guided them towards the bed. With a gentle touch, he eased her down onto the soft sheets, the bed enveloping her body. As his lips fervently claimed hers, his hands found the edge of her t-shirt and skillfully pulled it over her head. A gasp escaped Sofia's lips as the cool air from the air-conditioner caressed her warm skin. His hands sneaked around, moving towards her back, unhooking her red lacy semi-transparent bra. He pulled the strap down her shoulder and threw it aside with impatience.

"You are so incredibly beautiful, angel," Leonardo groaned, his voice filled with desire and admiration. His fingers glided over her breasts, kneading them and eliciting a response from Sofia that caused her head to tilt back and a shiver to race down her spine. He trailed his fingertips along her flat abdomen, savoring every moment and building anticipation, driving her to the brink of desire. He started unbuttoning her jeans. Dragging the zipper down, he grabbed the waistband of her jeans and pulled it down in haste.

With a gentle push, he urged her to lay on her back, and Sofia complied, her body buzzing with anticipation and need. He took a step back and stared at her for one or two seconds before hovering over and gripping her soft, round bosom in his large hand. His greedy tongue darted out and licked her soft pink nipple.

A moan escaped her lips as the sensation overwhelmed her. Leonardo's hot mouth wrapped around her bud, sending electrifying waves of pleasure through her body. Her hands instinctively tangled in his hair, unable to resist the ecstasy coursing through her. Sofia was the most beautiful woman Leonardo had ever laid eyes on, and he considered himself incredibly fortunate to have her. When she expressed her desire to experience the mile-high club, he couldn't deny her. He longed to please her and make love to her while soaring hundreds of feet above the ground.

The moment he had his mouth on her light pink-coloured soft nipple, he was gone. He started sucking it in his mouth and rolled her another soft nipple between his fingers. He felt like a teenage virgin boy who was excited about exploring a woman's body. He had never felt so excited in his whole life. His cock was twitching and swelling in his boxers, straining the zipper of his pants.

As their passion intensified, Leonardo explored every avenue to pleasure her. Sofia, caught in the moment, threw her hands around his neck, grasping the back of his head and tugging at his hair with a touch of forcefulness.

Ouch! Leonardo winced, pulling away and looking at her. Sofia had parted her lips slightly, her eyes half-lidded, and her breath unsteady.

"Your grip is causing some discomfort, baby girl," Leonardo said, stepping back and making his way toward a nearby cabinet. He opened it, revealing a red handcuff prominently placed at the front.

Leonardo had a reputation as a playboy before he got married to Sofia. He had indulged in flings and one-night stands, and his private jet was no exception. In his private room, he kept some items that catered to his particular preferences. He retrieved a pair of handcuffs from there and returned to Sofia.

"I think I need to restrain your hands, so they won't disturb me again," he said, his voice laced with a hint of dominance as grabbing her hands, he locked the handcuffs around her wrists. Sofia's eyes widened, and she instinctively tried to pull her hands away from his grip. "Don't do that, baby. Tugging will chafe your skin," he warned, concerned about her well-being. As he secured the handcuffs to the bed frame above her head, he ran his finger gently along her cheek, his thumb grazing her sweet, full pink lips.

"Don't worry, love. I'll never hurt you. And remember, you have a safe word. Just say it whenever you want me to stop. Tell me, love, what is your safe word?" he asked, wanting to ensure she was aware of their boundaries. He knew there were many things she still had to learn, and he wanted to take things slowly and gently, following his own approach.

Sofia inhaled sharply and exhaled the word, "Red."

"Good, baby girl. You are taking it very well." Leonardo smirked and checked the handcuffs to see whether she was hurt or not.

While gently gliding his hands from her arms towards her armpit and moving down to her breast, he grabbed both her globes in his hand and lightly squeezed them. She gasped aloud.

He covered her soft bud again with his hot mouth and rolled her another bud between his fingers. She shivered and moaned aloud.

"Oh, God."

He demanded while still having her nipple inside his mouth, "Say my name, Sofia."

He slightly bit her swollen nipple. She arched, pressing herself more onto him, and rewarded him by moaning his name in ecstasy. "Uh... Leonardo!!!"

He took his time with her nipple as he scraped his teeth on it and soothed the pain with his tongue rolling around it. He sucked it in his mouth until it became swollen and red.

He slightly moved back to see his artwork and took his turn on her other bud.

She was crying in pleasure, writhing under him and thrashing her head to and fro.

By the time he was done with nipples, they had become swollen and red as to his liking.

He crawled up and whispered against her lips.

"If you want me to stop, you just need to say the word, OK. I am going down to taste your sweet wet vagina," he warned her as he trailed his fingers over her wet folds. She shivered and bit her lips hard.

He kissed her lips, the corner of her mouth. His lips moved toward her cheeks, dragging his lips down to her neck. He sucked and nipped the soft skin of her neck, making a red spot that would show that he had marked her. He moved slightly up to see a red love bite appearing there. He was pleased as well as satisfied.

He hooked his fingers in the waistband of her red lace panties as he crawled his body down and dragged Sofia's panties along with him, pulling them out of her legs and throwing them somewhere in the room.

Her soft pink flesh came into sight. Her glistening soft tight pussy made his mouth water. Leonardo grabbed her pale thighs, and his rough, thick fingers sank into her smooth skin. He gently spread them apart. Bending down, he licked his way from her knees to her inner thigh, trailing his tongue toward her

wetness. He felt her body shiver, and she tugged on the handcuffs. She

began thrashing her body. He

repeated this with her other leg before claiming her wet cunt.

He placed a hand on her waist to stop her from moving away as he licked the inner seam of her wet folds and parted them with his tongue. He rolled his tongue on her clit, and she screamed his name. He gently blew on it and then scraped his teeth on her sensitive bud. She shivered and screamed as he licked her wetness, swiping his tongue along the length of her hot pussy. He was getting addicted to her. He licked a few more times and inserted the tip of his tongue into her tight hole. She stretched around his tongue, giving him access. Fuck. He could never get enough of her. He wanted to do more.

 

Chapter 339 His Sweet Promises Leonardo withdrew his tongue and replaced it with his finger, circling the tip over her tight hole before gently dipping it inside Sofia. She let out a primal scream, unable to contain her overwhelming pleasure. Her face was flushed, her eyebrows furrowed, and her eyes glistened with moisture.

Pausing for a moment, Leonardo pulled away to gaze at Sofia's visage, searching for any signs of distress. He longed to continue, the desire coursing through his veins, but her well-being was his utmost concern. Sofia's lips were parted, her breaths coming in ragged

gasps. When she didn't immediately respond, he pressed gently once more.

"Tell me, my love. Do you want me to stop? Say your safe word," he uttered, his own inner turmoil gnawing at his heart. Asking her to halt their intimacy was tearing him apart, but he knew he had to prioritize her consent and comfort above all else.

"No," Sofia moaned, her response leaving no room for doubt. Without wasting a single moment, Leonardo plunged his face back between her legs, his mouth working its magic as he fervently pumped his finger in and out of her tight, wet entrance. With each deliberate thrust, he could feel her inner muscles stretching around his thick digit, while his tongue and lips were busy playing with her clitoris.

He slowly inserted another finger, and she shook hard, her inner muscles clenching tightly around his fingers.

Fuck! She was so tight. He could feel her inner muscles tighten, and she throbbed around his fingers. He knew that she was on the edge. He pumped his fingers harder and faster this time. Her body writhed on the bed, her moans filling the room as she screamed Leonardo's name with increasing fervor. It seemed as though her cries of pleasure could have easily reached the ears of every crew member aboard the private jet, but he didn't care. In fact, he took pride in the fact that he could elicit such loud exclamations, ensuring that everyone knew she belonged to him.

Her petite body was intoxicating, a drug he couldn't resist. Every touch, every moment spent with her only fueled his addiction. She squirted and writhed heavily, cuming so hard. He replaced his fingers with his mouth and sucked her hot honey until her last drop. As her body slowly relaxed, he propped himself up and hovered above her, capturing her lips in a searing kiss. His tongue invaded her mouth making her taste her own come. Their embrace grew more passionate with each passing second. He held her soft, yielding form tightly in his arms, cherishing the feel of her against him.

Leonardo moved away, breaking their hot kiss when he sensed her breathlessness, and gently released the handcuffs that had confined her wrists. As he took her reddened hands into his, he could feel the marks left behind by her unconscious tugging, a testament to the intense pleasure she had experienced. With great tenderness, he began massaging her wrists, hoping to absorb her pain into himself, and placed soft kisses upon them, providing her with some relief. His lips grazed her reddened skin, lingering in their exploration. "Let's get you dressed. We're almost reaching Genoa," Leonardo murmured, gathering her scattered clothes from around the room.

He carefully dressed Sofia, his movements deliberate and unhurried, while she watched him in awe, her eyes filled with a mixture of surprise and adoration.

"Don't worry, baby girl. As much as I yearn to make love to you, I won't do it here," Leonardo reassured her with a teasing smile. "I want our love making to be extraordinarily special, something you'll cherish forever. And believe me, it'll be worth the wait." Sofia's face flushed with embarrassment and shyness, her desire to be consumed by the earth in that moment almost tangible. How had he known? Were her desires so apparent? She was ready and wanted him.

Leonardo's smile widened, and he lowered his lips to press a gentle kiss against Sofia's forehead, a gesture of reassurance and affection. Taking her hand in his, he led her toward their seats.

ust then, the announcement for landing began, and they fastened their seatbelts. Sofia could feel her heart racing once again. However, this time, Leonardo was by her side, showering her face with sloppy kisses. He held her hand tightly and pulled her closer, his touch offering comfort and reassurance. Distracting her with his sweet talk, he managed to make her forget the nervous anticipation of the landing. Sofia lost track of time, unaware of when the plane touched down.

After disembarking at the airport, they climbed into their car, and Leonardo remained engrossed in his phone throughout the journey. Sofia couldn't help but wonder what had captured his attention, but she decided to let it slide for the moment. They eventually arrived home, and as Sofia contemplated heading to the guest room where she used to reside, Leonardo surprised her by leading her into his own room.

"You will stay in our room, angel. I'm sorry for what happened before," Leonardo confessed, his guilt evident in his voice as he bit his full lips. Sofia replied nonchalantly, trying not to let her emotions betray her.

"That's fine. I'm comfortable in the guest room. I understand if you don't want to share your space," she said, willing herself to remain composed. Leonardo shook his head in disagreement before speaking earnestly.

"No, no, angel. That's not the case at

all. I want to share everything in this room with you. And... if you don't like the interior, you can change it according to your taste. But please forgive me for my mistake on our wedding night. I still regret how I mistreated you that day. You never deserved any of it," Leonardo's eyes glistened with sincerity, and his voice weighed heavy with remorse.

Sofia couldn't help but feel touched by his words. He was being so sweet and genuine. Giving in to the surge of affection, she tiptoed closer to him and gently pecked his lips.

"Okay. But what about my clothes? They are in another room," Sofia voiced her concern, worry etched on her face. The thought of transferring her belongings to Leonardo's room seemed like a tiresome task.

"Don't worry, baby girl," Leonardo reassured her, his voice soothing. "Before our arrival, I made arrangements for the staff to move your things into this room. They've already taken care of it and organized everything in the cupboards."

When did he plan all that? Sofia

couldn't help but wonder, surprised by Leonardo's thoughtfulness. His behavior had undergone a significant change, and she had half-expected him to revert to his rude demeanor once they were back in Genoa. But to her pleasant surprise, that hadn't been the case. She worried that she might become spoiled if he continued to lavish her with such pampering.

Without wasting any time, Sofia hastened towards the closet, eager to see her belongings. As she opened the doors, a wave of relief washed over her. All her clothes and personal items were neatly arranged inside. She even noticed a few new additions to her collection. Turning around, Sofia found Leonardo standing there, a smile playing on his lips as he tucked his hands into his pockets. His eyes gleamed with amusement as he watched her reaction.

"One more thing, angel," Leonardo spoke, his tone slightly regretful. "I have to head to the office. There's a lot of pending work that needs my attention."

Sofia's heart sank at his words. It wasn't what she wanted to hear, but she understood the responsibilities that came with his position. She mustered a small nod, silently acknowledging his commitment.

"Okay, but come soon. I'll be waiting," Sofia whispered, her words barely escaping her lips.

Leonardo's lips curled into a tender smile as he approached her. Closing the distance between them, he leaned down and pressed his lips against Sofia's forehead, leaving a delicate kiss. Moving to her cheeks, he peppered them with affectionate pecks.

"Take care, my love. I'll try to come early," he murmured, his voice filled with a mixture of warmth and longing.

Their gazes locked for a moment, a

silent exchange of love and

anticipation then, in a surge of emotion, Leonardo captured Sofia's lips in a passionate kiss, his fervor igniting a fire within her. It was a moment of stolen tenderness before the demands of the day pulled them apart. Reluctantly breaking away, he strode towards his closet, his movements confident and

purposeful.

Sofia watched him in awe, admiring his every action. Without hesitation, he changed into his meticulously tailored business suit, his physique commanding attention even in the simple act of dressing.

Leonardo was the epitome of perfection. His hair, perpetually styled to perfection, was slicked back, accentuating his sharp features. His clothing, an ensemble of bespoke Italian craftsmanship, hugged his form as if it were crafted solely for him. And his presence exuded a magnetic charisma, a charisma that could make any woman willing to kill or die for him.

Once he was fully attired, he leaned in once more, capturing Sofia's lips in a final, lingering kiss. With a whispered goodbye, he reluctantly tore himself away, leaving her behind as he embarked on his journey to the office.

Chapter 340 Trust asked for her assistance.

Sofia found herself standing alone in the vast expanse of the mansion. She surveyed her surroundings, contemplating the idea of embarking on a tour to acquaint herself with this opulent place. Determined to explore, she sought the company of a nearby maid and kindly Together, they ascended the grand staircase, reaching the second floor. Sofia's eyes widened as she beheld a multitude of rooms sprawling before her. The first room they encountered was a lavish movie theater, complete with plush seating and a state-of-the-art audiovisual setup. Sofia imagined herself indulging in cinematic delights in the comfort of this luxurious space.

As they ventured further, they entered a gaming room adorned with an array of high-tech consoles and adorned walls lined with shelves stacked full of games. Sofia could practically hear the laughter and friendly competition that had once filled this room. The atmosphere was undoubtedly one of camaraderie and enjoyment.

Adjacent to the gaming room was a well-equipped gym, furnished with top-of-the-line exercise equipment and mirrors that reflected the determination of those who had once utilized this space. Sofia felt a surge of motivation course through her veins, envisioning herself engaging in rigorous workouts to maintain her strength and resilience.

While Sofia's room and Leonardo's were situated on the first floor, there were three other rooms nearby. Their purposes remained a mystery, piquing Sofia's curiosity. She made a mental note to explore them at a later time, perhaps when Leonardo was present to shed light on their enigmatic contents.

Descending the staircase, Sofia found herself on the ground floor, where the heart of the mansion resided. To the left, a vast kitchen stood, exuding the aroma of delectable meals that were surely prepared within its well-stocked cabinets and gleaming appliances. Adjacent to the kitchen, a spacious dining hall awaited, beckoning Sofia to imagine hosting grand feasts for friends and associates.

On the opposite side of the ground floor, a sprawling living area awaited, replete with plush couches and tastefully arranged furniture. It seemed like the perfect space for gatherings and relaxation, where Sofia envisioned sharing laughter and intimate conversations with her newfound family.

However, there was one area that held an air of mystery-Leonardo's study, tucked away in the corner near the stairs. The maid warned Sofia that no one was permitted to enter without Leonardo's explicit permission. Sofia's curiosity battled with a sense of trepidation. She knew that barging into his study uninvited would surely incur his wrath. Resolving not to overstep her boundaries, she decided it would be wiser to wait for Leonardo's return and respectfully request access to his private sanctuary.

After a hearty lunch, Sofia found herself lying on the plush bed, absentmindedly flipping through the myriad of TV channels. With nothing engaging her attention, boredom began to creep into her thoughts. Just as she was sinking deeper into the ennui, a resounding knock echoed from the door, jolting her from her languid state. Curiosity piqued, Sofia rose from the bed and approached the entrance, turning the handle to reveal Mark standing there.

"Ma'am, the Boss has sent this phone and laptop to you. They are already configured and ready for use," Mark informed, his voice tinged with a sense of deference. He extended his hand, presenting Sofia with an exquisite smartphone and the latest state-of-the-art laptop, both replete with luxurious features.

As if on cue, the phone she held in her hand suddenly began to ring, its vibrant display illuminating with the name and image of Leonardo. Sofia swiftly swiped the answer button, eagerly awaiting his voice to fill the airwaves.

"How are you doing, love? Do you miss me?" Leonardo's warm chuckle reverberated through the speakers, flooding Sofia's senses. She rolled her eyes playfully, realizing that he couldn't witness her reaction.

In response, Sofia hesitated before speaking, her voice laced with uncertainty. "You really didn't have to do this. I... ummm... I don't need a phone or laptop. I'm perfectly fine without them," she confessed, unaccustomed to such extravagant gifts.

"Love, this isn't just for you. It's for me as well," Leonardo clarified, his deep, commanding voice resonating through the device. "This way, I can reach out to you whenever I desire. Besides, if boredom ever dares to find you, feel free to call me anytime. I'm here for you." "One more thing, angel," Leonardo began, his voice laced with a hint of anticipation. "My parents have graciously invited us to a family dinner. It's a special occasion organized just for us, and they're eager for you to meet the rest of the family. So, be ready by seven. I'l send Mark to escort you to Morelli's mansion. I'll join you directly from the office."

The weight of Leonardo's words settled on Sofia, filling her with unease. Meeting new people was not something she was accustomed to, and the thought of meeting Leonardo's family only heightened her anxiety. How would they receive her? Would they accept her presence? These questions churned in her mind, but she knew she had no choice but to attend the dinner. After all, it was an event specifically arranged for the newly wedded couple.

As silence hung between them, Leonardo's voice echoed through the speaker, laced with concern. "What happened, baby girl? Tell me."

With a mixture of apprehension and vulnerability, Sofia finally responded, her words stumbling over her nerves. "Nothing, I'm just...nervous."

Leonardo's voice softened, overflowing with reassurance. "Oh, love, there's no need to be. Don't worry. You'll be fine. No one will dare to trouble you there, and I'll ensure your safety. Besides, I'll be right by your side. I promise."

Sofia found solace in his words, his

conviction providing a newfound sense of strength. Gathering her resolve, she spoke, her tone unexpectedly firm. "Okay, I'll be ready. But please, come on

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Don't make me wait." It was the first time she had ever used such a threatening tone with anyone. Normally timid and fearful, Leonardo had empowered her, and she felt a spark of authority within her. A soft

chuckle escaped him.

"I will, I promise," Leonardo replied, his promises now laced with tenderness. Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Sofia anxiously watched the clock, her anticipation mounting as the minutes ticked by. At precisely 7 o'clock in the evening, she emerged from her room, adorned in a sleeveless, form-fitting gown that showcased her every curve. The elegant blue fabric cascaded down to her ankles, flaring out in a mesmerizing display.

Her dark blonde hair cascaded freely

around her shoulders, framing her radiant face, which she had adorned with a touch of carefully applied makeup. Sofia's excitement grew as she realized that, unlike her initial visit she now had unrestricted access to Leonardo's collection of beauty products. Every cosmetic item had been meticulously utilized to enhance her natural beauty.

Completing her ensemble, she slipped into a pair of nude heels, adding a touch of sophistication to her appearance. Fully prepared to attend Morelli's family dinner, she descended the staircase, her graceful steps echoing through the grand hall. Waiting for her at the bottom was Mark greeted Sofia.

Leading her toward the waiting vehicles in the parking lot, he ensured her safety by surrounding her with the vigilant bodyguard team. They formed a protective circle around her, their presence a constant reminder of the dangers lurking in the shadows.

As Sofia emerged from the grand entrance of the house, her every move was shadowed by the loyal security detail. They maintained a watchfuKeye until she safely entered the sleek black car that awaited her. Mark gallantly opened the door to the back seat, inviting Sofia to step inside. Once she settled herself, Mark closed the door with a soft thud and took his place in the

passenger seat.

Other bodyguards followed Sofia in a separate car as they made their way through the bustling city streets. The black sedan weaved through traffic, the tension palpable in the air. Sofia's fingers drummed nervously on her knee as she glanced at her watch, her heart pounding in her chest.

"Has Leonardo left the office? When will he arrive?" Sofia asked Mark, her voice tinged with anxiety.

She had tried to reach Leonardo, but her calls had gone unanswered, leaving her slightly annoyed. After all, he had promised to be there on time.

"Ma'am, the boss is tied up in an urgent meeting," Mark replied, his eyes focused on the road ahead. "As soon as he finishes, he'll leave the office. In the meantime, I'll be accompanying you. Don't worry, ma'am. The boss has briefed me on everything." His words were meant to reassure her, but they only seemed to amplify her unease.

Now, Sofia's anxiety grew more intense. The city lights blurred outside the car windows as they sped toward their destination. Sofia's mind raced with questions and uncertainties, her thoughts intertwining with the looming presence of the Morelli family.

How would she survive in Morelli's imposing mansion, surrounded by countless members of the notorious Morelli family, without Leonardo by her side? She felt a hitch in her breath as the weight of the situation settled upon her.

She had come to rely on Leonardo Morelli more than anything else in the world. It troubled her deeply-what was happening to her? Why did she feel so safe and protected whenever he was near?