Married to Mafia Boss novel Chapter 129

Chapter 129

Alla POV

Maria bit her lip, a tear falling as she spoke: “Mark, the reason I left you back then was because my father tricked me into

returning from. You were always in my heart. It wasn’t until I saw you marry Alia that I realized you still had feelings for me too. Otherwise, why would you marry someone who resembles me like Alia does?”

“Miss Maria, you’re overthinking this. The reason I agreed to speak with you here was simply to tell you that Alia is my wife,” Marco said.

With those words, Marco turned and walked away.

He had said this much to Maria only because he didn’t want her to think he had any feelings for her. His marriage to Alia was a lifelong commitment.

Maria watched Marco’s cold, dignified figure as he walked away decisively. She didn’t feel particularly hurt because she had anticipated this outcome before coming.

If Mark had even the slightest feelings for her, he wouldn’t have met her only twice while claiming to be her boyfriend

years ago.

Perhaps he didn’t even remember her name or what she looked like.

Despite knowing the result,

had to come. She couldn’t defy her father and Gabriel.

After the heavy snowfall, the weath”

seemed even colder.

I nestled in my heated room, my mood unaffected by the weather–in fact, it was better than ever.

I took out my phone to call Marco, but just as I did, a call came in.

A familiar yet irritating number. After staring at it for a moment, I rejected the call. I no longer wanted any connection with the Rossi family.

Though I didn’t want any interaction

When I didn’t answer her call, she sent a

the Rossi family, Maria had other ideas:

message: “I’m at the coffee shop on the third floor of your hotel. I’ve brought

some things your mother left for you. Come meet me.”

Maria knew my weakness. After sending this message, she sat quietly in the coffee shop, waiting, because she knew I

would come.

Ten minutes later, I entered the coffee shop and immediately spotted Maria.

I’m usually very sensitive to cold. In winter, I bundle up in thick down jackets like a dumpling, but this never conceals my natural grace.

Since childhood, Maria had been intensely jealous of me.

She envied that I could defy our father’s orders, that I received more of our mother’s love, that my academic performance was consistently better than hers, and that I was always well–liked wherever I went…

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Some say Jealousy is punishing yourself with other people’s excellence.

Maria understood this principle well, but she couldn’t break free from this vicious cycle.

She wanted to destroy everything I had, to trample my confident, radiant self under her feet, to make me look up to her and envy her for once.

Yet, over the years, I seemed to have become even more accomplished, and now I had married a wealthy, powerful man who adored me.

And what about her?

ぐ

Maria desperately hoped that Gabriel would

around and see her silent devotion behind him, that he would choose her

as his bride.

Gabriel-

Thinking of this man, a complex mix of emotions surged within Maria.

Did she love him?

Maria had asked herself this question, but she couldn’t find an answer.

Perhaps it was because from a very young age, her father had instilled in her the idea that she would marry Gabriel someday.

With this thought, she had always felt that Gabriel belonged to her. When she learned of my engagement to Gabriel, her first reaction was that I had stolen what was rightfully hers.

As children, I had stolen the attention of all her friends.

As adults, I had stolen the attention of all the men around her.

How could she not be jealous of such an accomplished sister?

Even now, she remained trapped in a quagmire of resentment. She couldn’t bear to see me happy while she had nothing.

“Alia, you came,” Maria smiled, maintaining her composure despite having already lost.

Where are the things you wanted to give me?” I remained standing, unwilling to sit at the same table as Maria.

“Please, sit down,” Maria gestured to the seat across from her. “I have some things to tell you that might interest you.”

“I’m not interested in anything you have to say. I just want what my mother left for me,” I understood that nothing good. would come from Maria’s mouth, and I didn’t want to upset myself.

“What if it’s about Mark? Wouldn’t you want to hear that?” Maria asked softly, watching me.

“Anything concerning him, he’ll tell me himself. It’s not for an outsider like you to meddle,” I replied calmly.

“Would he tell you that he and I once slept together?” Maria smiled faintly, looking at me provocatively.

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Oh… so you slept together?” I nodded with a smile, acknowledging the information.

“You don’t believe me? Maria had expected her bombshell to devastate me, but was surprised by my compete

Maria, don’t waste my time with this nonsente. Even if you did sleep with him, so what?‘ I gave a cold smile. Thats all i the past. I’m his wife now.”

“Alia, Mark and I were once lovers. Don’t you think that when Mark married you, it was because you resemble me? To him, you’re just my replacement.”

Maria’s voice followed me as I turned to leave, I stopped and looked back at her

Maria was still beautiful, but in her eyes, I saw that she had lost all dignity.

Her expression was desperate, but her words were so petty, so vile,

I couldn’t help but laugh.

This was my sister–the once beautiful, confident woman who had caused me so much pain.

Now she could do nothing but attack me with such childish, pathetic words. I didn’t know whether to hate her or pity her.

Before coming, I had actually thought Maria might genuinely have some of my mother’s belongings for me.

But reality proved I was too naive to believe that Maria still had even a shred of humanity.

Leaving the coffee shop, I took out my phone to call Marco.

When he answered, his deep, sensual voice came through: “Alia?”

Hearing Marco’s voice, Maria’s words floated through my mind, and I couldn’t help but laugh.

“What is it?” Marco’s voice rose slightly when he heard my laughter.

“Mr. Vittorio, someone just told me they slept with you,” I said with a light laugh.

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