Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Chapter 66 Doppelgänger

Emily blinked in surprise, frozen in place as her mind processed what she saw. The ruthless and merciless Italian don was kissing her friend. It was a miracle to witness-Emily knew Mia was not one to succumb to any man's charm easily. She had seen her resist her body's desires for years, never having been with any man. But never in her wildest dreams had Emily imagined her best friend with the dangerous Italian don.

She hadn't expected to stumble upon their passionate moment when she entered Mia's room to deliver Alessandro his belongings, knowing he would likely be there.

Mia was startled by Emily's voice and pushed Alessandro away in a panic. With speed almost inhuman, Alessandro pulled the cover around Mia but didn't let her get off his lap. "Thank you. Miss Yang," he said in a stern voice, his eyes cold as he looked at Emily, frustrated that she had interrupted his romantic moment with the woman of his dreams.

However, instead of leaving, Emily stepped further into the room to place the bags on an incliner. Mia pushed Alessandro away further, her face crimson with embarrassment. Sensing Mia's frustration, Alessandro reluctantly let her slide down from his lap and he got up to check his belongings.

"Micah was quicker than my expectation to deliver my clothes and stuff," he uttered, observing his things. "Baby, I need to shave and take a shower. Then we can plan for the rest of the day," he smiled at Mia before heading to the bathroom.

Emily and Mia both watched Alessandro enter the bathroom and as soon as the bathroom door closed, both released the breath they had been holding for so long. Emily scurried toward Mia, who was avoiding meeting her eyes. "What the hell is going on, Mia?" Emily asked in an accusing tone.

"Nothing, Emily," Mia sighed as she clutched the cover tightly and got up to pick a robe from her walk-in closet. Once dressed in the robe, she walked back to where Emily was still standing.

"Don't hide from me, Mia, Emily warned. "I know Mr. Valentino was in your room last night because when I woke up in the middle of the night and went to get water, I couldn't see him in the living room. So tell me everything," she demanded. "Emily, it's..." Mia exhaled, exhausted by mixed emotions. "It's complicated."

"Mia!" Emily sounded concerned. "I will never judge you for whatever you decide, but I only want to make sure that you are sure about your choice." Emily looked at her friend intently, trying to read her face LIE Mia's expression was even more confusing than her words. "I've known you for a long time. You have never paid attention to any man and were fully focused on your career. Don't get me wrong, babe. I want you to settle down. But I have also seen how you turned down every single attempt by Adam to pursue you, while any girl would be over the moon if a superstar like Adam wanted to date her," she said, casting a scrutinizing gaze.

"Do you really like Alessandro Valentino that much that you slept with him even though you both aren't married yet?" Emily asked, her tone insistent and demanding answers.

Mia sighed. She had slept with the man who was already married to her. But she was in a dilemma about Whether to tell this secret to Emily. In her confusion, she finally decided that her best friend, who had been with her through every difficult situation, deserved to know the biggest truth of her life.

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"Emily, Islept with my husband," Mia announced in a hushed tone.

Emily narrowed her eyes as her mind took a moment to process the actual meaning of Mia's words. Her eyes then widened in surprise.

"Alessandro Valentino is your husband?!" she gasped as mix of horror and shock spread across her face.

Mia nodded, letting out a heavy breath.

Emily swallowed, glancing at the closed bathroom door in fear as she rephrased her words, "The man inside the bathroom is your cruel husband who wanted to kill you and your kids, so you had to run away?!"

Mia nodded again, her forehead wrinkled with the stress of the situation.

"How is this possible?" Emily murmured in disbelief as she slumped down on the bed. She had seen the news and knew that Alessandro Valentino's wife had supposedly died in a plane crash, and now Mia was telling her that she was Alessandro's wife and was alive. This made no sense to Emily.

"It's a long story, and I will tell you all about it when we have more time. But for now, you need to know one thing: he still thinks his wife died in that plane crash, and I am her doppelgänger. Please, Emily. I beg you not to reveal my secret to anyone under any circumstances. Otherwise, my children's lives and mine will be at risk." Min pleaded desperately, sitting beside Emily and holding her hand.

Suddenly, it dawned on Emily, and her eyes gleamed with understanding as she placed her hand over Mia's.

"Don't worry, Mia. Your secret is safe with me," she assured, mimicking the action of zipping her lips shut and throwing away the key.

Mia smiled. She had always known she could trust Emily. This time she actually needed someone to share the burden of her past and no one could be better than Emily.

"But one thing I don't understand," Emily mused, furrowing her brow in deep thought.

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"You told me your husband was a cruel bastard who hated you and the kids, but this man seems to care for

you

and the twins. He doesn't seem heartless and cruel when it comes to you and the kids. How can he be your heartless, asshole husband?"

"I am confused too, Emily. Sometimes I think this man is a different person and a doppelgänger of my husband, Mia sighed, defeatedly.

"Mia, do you

you think you can trust him?!" Emily asked eagerly, but before Mia could respond, they heard the water stop in the bathroom, and the next moment, the door opened. Emily and Mia both went silent, deciding to drop the discussion for now. Alessandro emerged wearing a white fluffy robe and swiftly went to the walk-in closet.

"I will wait for you at the breakfast table," Emily said before leaving, and Mia nodded in understanding.

Alessandro came out, wearing a freshly pressed pair of black slacks and a crisp white shirt that clung to his broad shoulders. His dark hair was slicked back, revealing the sharp angles of his jawline, and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, exposing the intricate tattoos that snaked around his muscular arms. Mia couldn't help but swallow at the sight of her hot husband, who looked like a male model straight out of GQ

"Like what you see?" he smirked teasingly, his eyes glinting with amusement as he deftly tied his tie. Then Mia realized she was gawking at this fine specimen of a male.

Her cheeks flushed a deep shade of red, and she rolled her eyes to mask her embarrassment. "You are so full of yourself, Mr. Valentino."

"It's Alessandro to you, sweetheart," he corrected gently, his smile never wavering. He picked up his suit jacket and slipped it on with practiced ease, the fabric hugging his frame perfectly.

Mia watched, bemused, as he straightened his tie and buttoned his jacket. "Do you have a meeting?" she asked, her thoughts slipping out before she could stop them.

Alessandro shrugged, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips. "No, I've taken the day off to spend it with

and the kids."

Mia slapped her forehead in exasperation. "You wear that expensive suit even on your day off?! You're impossible." Alessandro turned his head, his intense gaze locking onto the petite beauty sitting on the bed, watch him intriguingly.

"I used to always dress up like this," he said indifferently, stepping closer to her. "Besides, I thought you'd appreciate the effort."

Mia's heart skipped a beat as she inhaled his enchanting masculine scent mixed with his signature cologne. Her nerves fluttered with a mix of excitement and nervousness. She was hypnotized by the way Alessandro stared deeply into her eyes, holding her captive, not allowing her gaze to move away.

The world seemed to narrow to just the two of them, the air thick with unspoken emotions as if spells were whispering around them. Alessandro's presence was magnetic, drawing her in, and she felt a warmth spread through her chest.

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His eyes held hers with an intensity that made her feel both exposed and scared, his gaze piercing deep into hers as if trying to reach her soul and read her thoughts.

The sensation he ignited in her was overwhelming. Even though he was an inch away and not touching her, she felt the urge to writhe and whimper, and it was almost too much to bear.

Mia got up abruptly, her heart racing, before she lost her sanity under his mesmerizing spell.

"But I have to get ready for work because I can't have a day off and have a very important meeting today," she blurted out in a single breath, the words tumbling out in a rush.

Before she could change her mind and throw herself into her husband's muscular and powerful arms, she raced toward the bathroom, her face flushing. She closed her eyes in embarrassment as she shut the door hurriedly, hearing Alessandro's deep, amused laughter resonating behind her."

In the privacy of the bathroom. Mia leaned against the door, her heart still pounding. She could still feel the lingering heat of his gaze and smell his intoxicating scent. She took a deep breath, trying to steady herself. Her devil mafia husband had always had this effect on her.

She shook her head in disbelief, finding it hard to accept that her body and heart still craved him even after all these years. He still knew how to make her heart race. After all, he was called a playboy and a ladies' man for a reason; his incredible charm and allure were impossible for women to resist.

Mia felt more frustrated with the thought as she stomped toward the shower and discarded her robe. The shower floor was still wet, and the scent of Alessandro's aftershave and body wash lingered in the air. The image of her sexy husband naked in the shower, water cascading down his perfect body, made her core throb with desire. She cursed her mafia husband for being so wicked that even if he was not present in the room, he could make her feel hot and needy.

Feeling more irritated due to the sexual tension building up in her, she turned on the water after setting the temperature to her comfort level. As the warm water poured down her body, she stood still, waiting for it to calm the hot desire burning inside her, but nothing worked. The more she wanted it to disappear, the more glimpses of their passionate night together flooded her mind, turning her on even more.

Mia's thoughts wandered to how Alessandro had touched her, how he had made her cum countless times on his finger, tongue and dick. The memories intensified her arousal, and she wanted to touch herself desperately between her legs.

Or it would be even better if she opened the door and pulled that hot man inside, asking him to pleasure her. She had no doubt that he would happily fulfill her wish and even do more than she would ask.

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