Married to Mafia Boss novel Chapter 84

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Alia POV

Marco doesn’t understand–what’s so great about Gabriel? Why, after being hurt by him, do I still get entangled with Gabriel?

At the age of twenty–two, Marco officially took over the vast business empire of the Black Hawk Council from his father. Over the years, he has strategized and navigated through countless storms, and nothing has ever been able to disturb his composure.

So why does he lose his rationality in front of me? Even he can’t figure it out.

After returning home, Marco went to his study as usual.

I took off the damaged gown and found a needle and thread, carefully stitching up the torn parts stitch by stitch.

Having experience in fashion design, I couldn’t help but add a little personal touch while mending it.

Although this might be disrespectful to the original designer, I just couldn’t control myself.

Over the years, I deliberately switched to a job completely unrelated to fashion design, trying hard not to think about it. But the love for fashion design in my bones hasn’t been erased by time.

I don’t know how much this gown costs, but for now, I’ll just put it away.

After taking a shower, it was almost one in the morning, but Marco was still in his study.

As usual, I went to bed first.

I don’t know how long I had been asleep, but in my hazy state, I felt the other side of the bed dip slightly. Marco was lying beside me.

He moved closer, reaching out to pull me into his arms, calling my name in a low, deep voice: “Alia…”

I’ve always been a light sleeper. The moment he lay down, I was already awake, though I didn’t make a sound.

But when he reached out to hold me, my body involuntarily stiffened, and memories of what happened at the banquet tonight flashed through my mind.

“Alia…” he softly called my name again.

1 shifted, removing his hand and moving to the side to create some distance between us. Calmly, I said, “It’s late. Let’s sleep.”

My calm detachment tugged at Marco’s heart, stirring a feeling he had never experienced before.

Marco didn’t say anything more. He just quietly stared at my back, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Neither of us mentioned what happened at the banquet tonight, as if pretending it never occurred would allow us to continue living peacefully as before.

Little did we know that some things are best addressed openly and honestly. Avoiding the topic is like planting a fuse for future conflicts.

The next day, I slept until noon before getting up.

It’s the weekend, no work, and nothing else to do, Sleeping in is the best kind of indulgence.

When I opened my eyes, my first instinct was to look toward the window, where I saw a man and a dog..

But today, Marco wasn’t holding a newspaper. He stood by the window, gazing outside, quiet and pensive, lost in thought.

Lola squatted at his feet, occasionally rolling on the ground, probably trying to get attention out of boredom.

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Marco turned to look at me and said in a low voice, “Alia, you’re awake.”

His sexy, pleasant voice reached my ears. I nodded but didn’t say anything.

Lola barked and ran over to me. I picked her up, stroking her head. “Baby, Mommy’s off today. I can spend the whole day with you.”

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“Woof woof woof…” Lola barked a few times, nuzzling against me, looking quite happy.

“Get up and get ready. I’ll wait for you to have lunch together.” After a pause, Marco added, “How about we go for a walk together this afternoon?”

In all the time we’ve been married, I’ve never seen Marco free on a weekend–except for today.

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