Married to Mafia Boss novel Chapter 132

Alia POV

I realized for the first time that Marco could be so polite even when refusing someone.

Nicolas ignored him, sliding into the seat beside me with a smile, saying, ‘I asked Mrs. Vittorio.

“Mr. Nicolas, Marco’s wishes are my wishes,” I said.

“Mrs. Vittorio, we were chatting so pleasantly just the other day. How can you pretend not to know me now?” Nicolas shook his head, wearing an expression as if we were quite familiar.

Marco’s gaze shot over, seemingly smiling but enough to send chills down one’s spine. Nicolas shrugged, stood up and said, “Enjoy your meal.”

After dropping those words, he turned and walked away, but after a few steps, he looked back and said, “Mrs. Vittorio, if you ever encounter problems you can’t solve, feel free to find me anytime.”

“Thank you, Dr. Paladino,” I nodded politely with a smile. “If there’s ever something I need Mr. Nicolas’s help with, I’ll certainly come to you.”

I don’t dislike Nicolas as a person; in fact, I inexplicably feel a sense of familiarity with him.

But he’s too shrewd–he even knows what I’m thinking. Being friends with someone like that puts me at a disadvantage, it’s better to keep my distance.

“Marco, who exactly is this Dr. Paladino?” Although I didn’t want to get involved with Nicolas, I was incredibly curious about him.

Hearing my question, Marco slightly furrowed his brow and said in a deep voice, “He studies psychology. In the future, stay away from him.”

“Yes, sir, Mr. Vittorio!” I looked at him, the corners of my lips curving upward as I smiled.

I had long experienced this man’s dominance… but with Marco, I didn’t mind it.

Meanwhile, in a glitzy club somewhere in the city, people were drinking, dancing, nodding off, taking drugs, and there were even syringes in the corners on the floor.

Maria didn’t know how she had ended up in this place. She tried to remember and recalled the glass of water that the maid had brought her at home.

After drinking that water, she remembered nothing. When she woke up, she was already lying here with an obese, greasy- faced man thrusting vigorously on top of her.

She closed her eyes, biting her lip hard, enduring the torment, pretending she was in a dream, hoping that when the dream ended, everything would be alright.

But she knew with absolute clarity that what was happening was real.

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Chapter 132

It was her father and her fiancé who had conspired to send her here, allowing people to use her as they pleased

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Gabriel said he wouldn’t force het, and indeed he hadn’t he had used this despicable, shameless metcet intend

She clenched her fists, gritting her teeth, silently repeating three words in her heart over and over.

Just you wait!

Thanks to the team’s efforts, Black Eagle Group’s project in the West had been successfully signed.

This news spread quickly, with various media outlets extensively reporting on it.

Marco had been incredibly busy these past few days, with one social engagement after another, so busy that he hadn’t been able to have dinner with me for two nights.

I was helping Marco with his tie when, seeing my rosy cheeks, he couldn’t resist leaning down to kiss me.

“Alia-” he called my name softly.

“Hmm?” I looked up, my cheeks flushed as I smiled at him. “Mr. Vittorio, work is important, but you must also remembe

to rest.

These past few days, he had been leaving early and returning late, busy like a spinning top.

He was working so hard, and I worried about him.

“Mm.” Marco ruffled my hair and added, “Today’s work will be finished, and I’ll come back earlier. Tomorrow we’ll return to Portano together.”

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