Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 69 Face Off

Get your fucking hands off of my woman! Adam bellowed angrily, hi burning rage.

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"What did you just say?" Alessandro gritted out, glaring at the movie star. "Your woman?!" He scowled before

continuing in an intimidating tone, "She is mine the Italian don declared. "Fucking dare to call her yours!" Adam

was instantly in front of Alessandro, grabbing Mia's hand and pulling her protectively toward him.

"Don't fucking touch her!" Alessandro bawled, grabbing Mia's upper arm and pulling her towards him. away from

Adam.

"Leave the woman and the house immediately or you will regret it," Adam warned darkly.

"You dare to say that!" Alessandro thundered.

All the household staff had gathered near the kitchen, watching in fear as the two men laid claim to Mia.

Emily rushed in upon hearing the loud noises, but before she could intervene, Mia snatched her hands away from

both angry men and yelled, "Stop it, both of you!"

She glared, making both men suddenly soften their expressions as they looked at Mia's furious face. Her eyes

darted from the movie star to the Italian don as she frowned in disdain.

"I don't belong to anyone!" she announced, her nostrils flaring in frustration.

Those foolish men thought they could own her. Ha! They didn't even deserve a moment of her attention. She

didn't need a man in her life. She was enough for herself and her kids. She didn't need any of these arrogant

alpha males who only sought to assert their ownership over a woman, treating her like property

"I do not belong to you, Mr. Whitmore, and not to you, Mr. Valentino. So get out of my house now!" she glowered,

fuming with anger.

"Mia, amore, what's wrong?" Alessandro reached out in concern, puzzled by her reaction. But Mia held up a hand

sternly, stopping him.

"No! Mr. Valentino, stop."

"But, mia vita..." Alessandro tried again.

Mia shook her head firmly. "I just need you to leave my house immediately," she said curtly,

Alessandro flinched at her cold tone, starting to becenraged by her disrespectful behavior in front of

another man. She couldn't be serious about throwing him out of her house. No one had ever dared to do such a

thing. But then again, this was his Mia, and she had the power and right over the mafia king to do what no one

else would even dare to think of.

"Alright, you're angry, and | get it. Let's sit and talk," Alessandro coaxed, reaching out to touch her shoulder. But

Mia slapped his hand away fiercely and pressed her palm firmly to his chest, pushing him toward the door.

"That's right, Mia, throw him out of your house. He deserves it," Adam encouraged, trailing behind Mia

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Though Mis was no match for Alessandro's strength and bouy weight, he let her push him easily, stepping et of

the bure at he didn't want to upset her more. But listening to that cunning movie star provoking Mia. Alessandro

becvery furious and wanted to teach him a lesson for mocking him. However, what

e kaw next made him feel amused and eager to mock the movie star with the scruelty.

After throwing Alessandro out of her house, Mia turned to face Adam, who was right behind her with an amused

smile on his handsface.

Mia huffed before she pushed Adam toward the door, catching him off guard and making him stumble. He even

nearly fell, before he promptly grabbed the door frto steady himself. Mia flinched, realizing he might have

fallen, and instinctively grabbed his hand to steady him.

Aww, you care about me, baby. You can't throwout, Adam smirked, making Mia squint her eyes in irritation,

realizing he was acting to get her attention.

She gave him a hard push before rubbing her hand as if shaking off sdirt.

"Get the fuck out of my house, both of you," she commanded coldly before slamming the door shut in their

faces.

"What the fuck just happened?!" Adam muttered in disbelief, staring at the closed door.

"You were thrown out by Mia Peterson," Alessandro chuckled.

"Ha! Look who's talking!" Adam mocked, glaring at the Italian don.

Alessandro glared back, standing tall and intimidating. Adam stretched to his full height but was still a half foot

shorter than the mafia king. Both men stared at each other, the silence between them charged with unspoken

threats.

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as if he had challenged death itself.