Married to Mafia Boss novel Chapter 125

Chapter 125

Alia POV

My fever reached 39.2 degrees, leaving me in a delirious state all night. I kept calling for my mother, crying and becoming agitated….

Seeing me like this, Marco’s heart was in knots. He desperately wished he could take away some of my pain.

“Alia–” he stroked my head, his deep, complex gaze falling on my pale face, ‘remember, no matter what happens, you have

1. me.

“Marco-” When I hazily opened my eyes, I saw Marco lost in thought.

I had been awake for a while, but he hadn’t noticed, absorbed in whatever was on his mind.

“You’re awake. Marco reached out to touch my forehead. The fever had finally broken, though my face remained pale and lifeless.

I nodded. “What were you thinking about? You seemed so deep in thought.”

“About you!” He helped me sit up and draped a coat over my shoulders. “You must be hungry. Let’s get you something to eat.”

“Mm. My cheeks flushed as I smiled apologetically at him. “I’m sorry for making you take care of me all night.”

Marco stiffened slightly and gave me a disapproving look. “Don’t say such nonsense.”

I pressed my lips together and smiled foolishly at him.

Marco turned and left the room. Outside the door, he found Luca waiting. “What is it?” he asked.

“Mr. Vittorio, Cain is here. He says he wants to see Miss Alia,” Luca said in a hushed voice.

Since this was a family matter, Luca couldn’t simply turn Cain away without Marco’s instructions.

Marco said, “Have him wait in the conference room.”

In Marco’s eyes, Cain was worse than an animal. If he wanted to see me, it couldn’t be for anything good. Marco was determined to remove this toxic presence completely.

I watched Marco’s retreating figure, thinking about how he had cared for me all night while I was delirious with fever, never once closing his eyes.

Shortly after, Marco returned with a tray, arranging the dishes Aunt Maria had prepared before me. “Everything is light easy to digest.”

Though described as light, there were several dishes, each prepared with care.

I thought of my mother again. When I was sick as a child, she would make various little treats to coax me into taking medicine.

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I blinked back tears, silently thinking, “Mom, can you see? With Marco caring for me, I will surely be happy. So please he at peace in heaven and don’t worry about me.”

“Eat, Marco urged.

I nodded, picked up a spoon, and began eating heartily.

After watching me finish, Marco went to the hotel’s conference room.

Cain had grown impatient waiting, pacing back and forth. When he saw Marco, he immediately put on a welcoming smile.

“Son–in–law…”

“Mr. Rossi, our Mr. Vittorio’s time is limited. Please state your business, Luca interrupted from Marco’s side.

Cain looked at Luca with displeasure. “I’m speaking to your master. When did an underling like you earn the right to interrupt?”

“Mr. Rossi, you seem to misunderstand,” Marco stood perfectly straight, his silver–gray suit accentuating his cold demeanor. “Luca is family to me.”

Marco’s statement was like a slap across Cain’s face, but his thick skin allowed him to pretend nothing had happened.

He cleared his throat and began again, “Son–in–law…”

“Mr. Rossi, if there’s nothing else, I’ll be taking my leave.” This time it was Marco who interrupted as soon as the words ‘son–in–law” left Cain’s mouth.

Cain laughed awkwardly and continued, “Well, Alia’s mother has just passed away, so she must be heartbroken. As her father, I want to comfort her. After all, I’m her closest relative in this world now.”

Marco stared at Cain, his icy gaze filled with terrifying coldness. “My wife is under my care. I don’t want irrelevant people appearing before her.”

“Marco, I am Alia’s father, and you are her husband. Is this how you speak to your father–in–law? I am her father–what right do you have to prevent me from seeing my daughter?”

Cain assumed Marco knew nothing about their history. Even if Alia’s relationship with him was strained, he thought Marco had no authority to prevent their meeting, so he tried to leverage his status as a father.

However, Marco wasn’t going to play along.

Marco looked at Cain with a cold gaze and said, “Mr. Rossi, you know better than anyone what you’ve done.”

“What have I done? Don’t talk nonsense.“/Cain’s words were defiant, but inwardly he was uneasy. Could Marco know about that incident?

“Luca, see our guest out!” With those words, Marco turned to leave.

“Marco, if you won’t let me see Alia, does that mean you’re keeping her prisoner? Cain shouted.

Having failed to achieve his purpose, Cain wouldn’t let Marco leave so easily.

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“Cato, after you expelled me from the Rosst family three years ago, I ceased to have any relationship with you

Heating my voice, all eyes turned toward me.

I was wearing pajamas covered by Marco’s coat, looking frail and pitiful, but my eyes flashed with fierce determination.

Cain immediately put on the face of a caring father. “Alla, you must have misunderstood something about your father. We should sit down and talk properly.”

“I have nothing to discuss with a monster who drove his wife to death. You’d better leave now before I have to see your face again.” I didn’t think there was anything left to say.

Seeing Cain, all I could think of

my mother lying in her ice–cold coffin.

Even after what happened to my mother, Cain was still trying to use me and had prevented me from seeing her.

If I could, I would wish that none of this beast’s blood flowed in my veins. I wanted to personally ensure he received the punishment he deserved, to bring peace to my mother’s spirit.

“Alia…”

Cain attempted to change my mind.

“Get out!” I shouted, trembling with rage as I pointed to the door.

“Alia, is this how you speak to your father? Have you found a wealthy man and now you don’t even want to acknowledge your own father? Your mother’s body is barely cold, and this is how you treat your father? Aren’t you afraid of breaking her

heart?”

Knowing that my mother was my greatest pain, Cain deliberately tore at my wounds, as if he wouldn’t be satisfied until he drove me mad.

Marco walked over, forcibly took my hand, and led me away, leaving one final instruction: “Luca, handle this cleanly.”

“Alia, you can never escape your destiny as a Rossi child. You can’t run from it,” Cain shouted after us.

the showr

“Mr. Rossi, over the years I’ve seen all kinds of shameless people, but this is the first time I’ve met someone as disgustingly nauseating as you,” Luca said bluntly, looking at Cain without a hint of courtesy.

“You’re nothing but Marco’s lapdog, hiding behind his power,” Cain said contemptuously.