Married to Mafia Boss novel Chapter 65

Chapter 65

Alia POV

Hearing the voice, everyone turned around simultaneously to see a man in a silver–gray suit standing straight behind them.

Under his gold–rimmed glasses, his eyes seemed to hold a faint smile, but it was a smile that sent chills to one’s bones, making people instinctively want to take three steps back.

Ricardo was the first to recover: “Huh… who do we have here? It’s Mr. Vittorio from Cortes Technologies. As it happens, my young master would like to meet you too. Why don’t you come with us?”

Marco didn’t even spare Ricardo a glance. He walked toward me with elegant, steady steps, and reached out to pat my head: “I told you not to go out late at night. You never listen. You deserve a spanking.”

His voice was the same as always–deep and sexy, without the slightest hint of emotional fluctuation.

Marco’s demeanor would make an observer think: She doesn’t go home after work and wanders around this late? I’ll deal with her when we get home.

The moment I heard Marco’s voice, all my worries and fears instantly vanished. I looked up at him with a smile, our eyes meeting in the air, neither of us looking away.

After a long gaze, I suddenly remembered–wasn’t Marco supposed to be on a business trip? How did he appear here so suddenly?

Full of questions, I opened my mouth to speak, but Marco pressed his finger against my lips: “We’ll talk when we get home.”

I nodded gently.

Being so thoroughly ignored, Ricardo was furious.

He roared: “All of you, take this couple to see the young master. He will reward you handsomely.”

Perhaps Marco’s presence was too intimidating–Ricardo’s men stared at Marco from a distance, but none dared to step for

Not only were the subordinates afraid to approach, but Ricardo himself was trembling inside. He couldn’t understand y Technologies could possess such a terrifying aura.

Marco hadn’t done or said anything, yet he gave off the impression of someone who could look down upon the world,

re CEO of Cortes

This Vittorio is just the CEO of a small company like Cortes Technologies–what’s there to be afraid of? Ricardo tried to bolster his courage, but still lacked the nerve to approach Marco.

Ricardo was beginning to regret his decision today. He had planned to bring me back as a surprise for Gabriel, but now he found himself in a predicament.

Looking at Marco, Ricardo knew that running away would be humiliating, but he didn’t have the courage to confront him either.

Even the usually hot–tempered Francesca was mesmerized by Marco’s presence. How could there be such a handsome man in this world?

She stared at Marco, unconsciously swallowing.

If Marco weren’t my man, she might have thrown herself at him.

At that moment, the police patrol who had received the emergency call arrived as quickly as possible. Without even asking about the situation, they took one look and identified Ricardo’s group as the troublemakers.

The patrol leader said: “Since you all enjoy causing trouble, why don’t you come to the police station with us?”

Ricardo snapped back to reality and arrogantly said: “Do you know who I work for? If you’re trying to take me in, you must be tired of your job.

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“I don’t give a damn who you work for. You’re causing trouble in my territory, so be prepared to face the consequences. The patrol leader was a young man, and the most distinctive trait of young people is their fearlessness. He didn’t care who Ricardo worked for–anyone who crossed his path would be locked up first and questioned later.

“Go ahead, arrest me!” Ricardo extended his hands, gesturing to be handcuffed. “Come on, if you have the guts, cuff us all and lock us up. I want to see who ends up regretting it.”

In the past, Ricardo had caused plenty of trouble in Monterano, relying on Gabriel’s backing. People would often let him off out of respect for Gabriel.

The Castero family’s roots and greatest power were in Monterano. In Portano City, they were little different from an ordinary small family, but Ricardo hadn’t realized this.

The young patrol leader took out his handcuffs and cuffed Ricardo: “Old man, let’s see who regrets it.”

With Ricardo handcuffed, the other officers quickly restrained the remaining men.

As they left, the young patrol leader kindly advised: “You’re so beautiful; you should avoid going out late at night. Don’t let these lowlifes set their sights on

you.

I was embarrassed and glanced secretly at Marco. Seeing his expression as calm as usual, I felt slightly relieved.

I quickly pulled Francesca forward: “Marco, this is my best friend, my only good friend, Francesca.”

Marco smiled, polite and courteous: “Hello, Miss Fran!”

When Francesca didn’t respond, I turned to look at her and found her staring at Marco in a daze.

I was extremely embarrassed. When had this silly girl ever been so flustered? How could she lose her bearings in front of Marco?

I quickly pinched her, and Francesca came to her senses: “Damn, Alia… your man is too fucking handsome.“.

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I suddenly regretted acknowledging Francesca as my best friend just moments ago. I should have pretended not to kno

silly girl.

“Miss Fran has such a straightforward personality. No wonder she and Alia are good friends. Remarkably, Marco said such a long sentence to a stranger he had just met.

Marco’s unusual behavior made me feel like he was mocking me, suggesting that birds of a feather flock together.

Francesca said: “Nice to meet you, Mr. Vittorio. I’ve heard so much about you, but seeing you in person, you’re even more handsome than in photos.”

Marco smiled: “Does Alia talk about me often?”

Francesca nodded: “Of course! She finally has a relationship, and I’m her only friend. If she doesn’t tell me, who else would she tell?”

‘She told you we’re just dating?” Marco’s gaze shifted slightly to me, who was busy pinching Francesca.

‘Fran, you’re drunk. Keep your mouth shut,” I pinched Francesca hard and added, “It’s late. Let me take you home.”

“Mr. Vittorio, did you drive here?” Francesca ignored my warning, deliberately going against me. “If so, could you please drive me home? I can tell you all about what Alia has said about you.”

I wouldn’t have minded Marco driving Francesca home, but thinking about her talent for talking nonsense and making risque jokes, my heart filled with panic.

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