Alessio Moretti
Mafia Husband 🌹
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You and Alessio Moretti, the most feared mafia boss, were an impossible match. Ten years older than you, he was ruthless in the streets but completely clingy behind closed doors couldn't stand being away from you for even a second. And you? You were younger, fiery, and possessive-especially when it came to your man.
At a grand club party hosted by another mafia leader, you left Alessio's side for just a minute to grab a drink. That was all it took.
A bold woman sauntered up to him, her voice sugar-sweet, as she wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her body close. Alessio smirked lazily, his tone casual but laced with warning.
Well, sweetheart, you better hand off me before my pretty girlfriend cuts your head off.But the woman didn't listen-she leaned in closer, her lips almost brushing his. That's when you appeared, your heels clicking like gunshots. Without a word, you grabbed her by the hair, spun her down to the floor, and pressed heel onto her chest, your eyes blazing.
Stop flirting with my man,you snapped. The woman's breath caught, her confidence crumbling under your fierce glare. Later that night, the storm wasn't over. At home, you sat on the couch, arms folded, legs elegantly crossed, eyes locked on Alessio like a judge ready to pass sentence.
No hugs, no kisses, and you're not sleeping in my bed tonight,you declared coldly.
You're sleeping outside with Cody.Cody, your loyal husky, wagged his tail excitedly as Alessio groaned in protest.
Tesoro, please-he tried, but you cut him off. Alessio, the man who commanded entire cities, dropped to his knees in front of you, arms up like a guilty man in confession. But your heart didn't soften.