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

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Chapter 211 The Powerful Man

Emily's eyes fluttered open, blinking up at the handsome face above her. She tried to stand upright, but her legs gave way as a fresh wave of dizziness crashed over her, causing her knees to buckle beneath her.

Yet, the strong, steady grip of the muscular arms wrapped around her never wavered, keeping her safe in their protective hold.

As Emily collided with Matteo Vinci's chest, the bodyguard walking beside him hurriedly reached out to grab her, attempting to push her away from his boss. But Matteo raised his hand, stopping him immediately. There was no way he wanted this woman anywhere else but in his arms.

At this unexpected encounter couldn't believe that the woman

was caught off guard, shock and surprise flooding his senses. He

aad haunted his dreams-and even his waking moments-was now

in his arms. Ever since their last encounter, their bitter parting, she had taken up residence in his mind, filling his thoughts and fantasies with no escape. And now, fate had brought her crashing back into his life.

He couldn't tear his gaze away from her flushed face, her delicate features still beautiful despite the stress that marred her expression. She looked fragile, yet there was something in her that stirred a deep sense of urgency within him. "Emily!" A man's voice broke the moment as another figure approached, reaching out and grabbing Emily's arm.

"Help..." Emily's faint whisper escaped her lips as she gazed up at Matteo, her eyes half-closed before her body went limp, collapsing against his chest.

"I'm sorry, my girlfriend's drunk and she accidentally collided with you," the man said, flashing a confident smile. But Matteo's sharp, skeptical mind wasn't convinced..

"Who are you?" Matteo asked, narrowing his eyes at the handsome man before him, who looked wealthy and well-bred.

"My name is Park Jae-min, and this is my girlfriend, Emily Yang." Jae-min explained smoothly. "We were on a date, but she got upset and drank too much. Don't worry, I know how to handle my girlfriend," he added, reaching out to pull Emily away from Matteo.

But the moment another man's hand touched the delicate woman in his arms, Matteo saw red,

"Don't fucking touch her," Matteo bellowed, his voice thunderous.

"Excuse me?!" Park Jae-min was startled by Matteo's outburst. "She's my girlfriend, and you don't touch her, mister," he retorted, gritting his teeth in frustration

"Girlfriend?" Matteo growled in a low, threatening tone. I don't give a damn about that. She's leaving with me. Disappear before I lose my shit," he warned, his eyes flashing dangerously.

"Listen, mister, Jae-min shot back, his voice tight with defiance. "I'll call the police if you try to take her away?

Matteo smirked wickedly. "You can try," he said coldly. But I'd love to see who's brave enough to challenge Matteo Vinci"

Jae-min's eyes widened in shock. Of course, who hadn'heard of Matico Vinci-the ruthless attorney with

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"M... Matteo Vinci, Jac-min stammered, staring at the ruthless attorney with wide eyes.

Matteo smirked, gazing down at the man before him with an intimidating glare.

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"Get lost-and never let me see you near her again," Matteo warned, his tone calm but laced with deadly intent. His eyes left no doubt about the seriousness of his threat.

Jac-min didn't need the attorney to repeat himself. Without urgency, he turned on his heel and sprinted away as if death itself was chasing him.

Matteo let out a frustrated breath, trying to calm the simmering anger within him. He then shifted his attention back to the woman in his arms. Emily was moaning softly, her voice barely audible, as she struggled to open her eyes. She rubbed her against Matteo's chest, clearly uncomfortable from whatever drugs had been forced on her.

"I want all the details on that man," Matteo said, glancing over his shoulder at the bodyguard standing behind him.

"Roger that, sir," the bodyguard replied swiftly.

Matteo looked down at Emily, who clung to him as if her life depended on it. A strange sensation stirred in his chest, something he hadn't felt in a long time. He couldn't quite put his finger on it, but he couldn't even ignore it.

"And... tell the manager I'm staying in my private suite. Have someone open it and arrange for the night," he ordered.

The bodyguard immediately pulled out his phone, dialing the hotel manager. This hotel belonged to Matteo's family, and he had an entire floor reserved just for them.

As a renowned figure, Matteo knew that if he took Emily to his car in her current condition, their pictures would be plastered across every tabloid. He wasn't worried about his own image, but he was concerned for Emily's reputation. He decided it would be best to take her to his private suite until he could figure out what had happened to her.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Gently, Matteo swept the hair away from Emily's beautiful face. Her breathing was heavy, and her body still felt weak. Without thinking, Matteo scooped her up in his arms, carrying her bridal style as he headed toward the elevator.

Matteo pressed the call button for the elevator that led to the private floor reserved for his family, Fortunately, there weren't many people around to give them awkward glances, though a few did look at him with questioning eyes as he carried the half- unconscious woman in his arms. However, no one dared to intervene.

Once they entered the elevator, Matteo gently set Emily down for a moment to pull out the key card for his private suite. He swiped it, causing the elevator doors to slide closed, and they began their ascent.

Emily whimpered softly as she pulled Matteo closer, feeling the comforting presence of the powerful man whose aura radiated pure masculine dominance.

Instinctively, she buried her face in the crook of his neck, inhaling deeply the mix of his natural scent and expensive cologne. Matteo froze as her soft lips brushed against the stubble on his neck, slowly moving up Loward his chin. Matteo clenched one fist, while his other arin instinctively tightened around her. He could feel his self-

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control teetering on the edge, threatening to snap at any moment.