Let Me Go My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 364

Chapter 364 Over Possessive Husband
After enjoying a warm and comforting bowl of soup, Sofia and Leonardo retreated to their bedroom. The moment the door closed, Leonardo's strong arms enveloped Sofia, lifting her effortlessly and gently placing her on the soft bed. As he discarded his t-shirt, his playful demeanor took over, and they indulged in intimate moments. He made passionate love to her, their love deepening with every touch, before finally succumbing to slumber.

The following day, Sofia embarked on her usual routine of attending school while Leonardo departed for his office, each absorbed in their respective responsibilities. Lost in the busyness of the day, Sofia inadvertently forgot to contact Leonardo, her mind consumed by the demands of her studies.

Upon arriving home and preparing herself for lunch at her parent's house, Sofia realized she needed to check on Leonardo to confirm his availability and punctuality, as he often struggled with time management.

Leonardo answered after just two rings, his voice filled with a sense of urgency and importance. "When are you coming? I'm ready and eagerly waiting for you," Sofia questioned directly, her eagerness apparent in her tone.

There was a momentary pause on the other end of the line before Leonardo replied in a polite and composed manner, "Angel, I'm currently in the midst of a crucial meeting. Despite having informed my secretary to clear my schedule, I cannot overlook the urgency of this particular meeting. Rest assured, it's my final engagement of the day, and once it concludes, I will join you," he explained, aware that his revelation might dampen her spirits.

"But we will be late, Leonardo. How could you do this?" Sofia expressed her frustration, her disappointment evident in her words. "This is the first time I'm visiting my parent's house after our marriage, and you've spoiled the mood," she huffed, a mixture of irritation and longing lingering within her.

"Don't be upset, baby girl. I apologize for inadvertently spoiling your mood. Why don't you leave early? I'll join you at the Ricci mansion. And remember, don't forget to take your bodyguards with you; they'll ensure your safety inside the house. You know I don't want to take any chances," Leonardo suggested, his protective nature shining through.

"Oh, come on, Leonardo! Now you're being excessively possessive. It's my parents' house, the place where I spent my entire life before marrying you," Sofia argued, her emotions fueling her response.

"Don't argue with me, angel. Just trust me and do as I say. And if you refuse to take the bodyguards with you, I won't allow you to go to your parents' house," Leonardo retorted, his tone conveying an arrogant and overbearing demeanor. Sofia felt her frustration grow. How could he presume to decide everything in her life?

Sofia chose to remain silent, her silence serving as a means of self-preservation. She didn't want to engage in a fruitless argument.

"Angel, do you agree?" Leonardo inquired once again, seeking her compliance.

"Okay, fine. I will take them with me," Sofia conceded, her voice tinged with defeat. She knew that if she defied his wishes, he would cancel their plans, and that was the last thing she wanted. After all, she longed to see her father. Despite his shortcomings, he was still her father, and her love for him endured, despite everything.

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Sofia's emotions swirled inside her as she arrived at her parent's home, the place where she had spent eighteen formative years of her life. Mixed feelings of anticipation and anxiety coursed through her veins, causing her heart to beat loudly in her chest. She knew her family never truly embraced her, and the decision to come for lunch brought a wave of uncertainty. With Leonardo absent by her side, she silently prayed for strength.

As the car pulled up to the grand entrance of the Ricci mansion, Sofia's nervousness intensified. She had always been apprehensive in the presence of her family, a habit that could not be easily shed in just a few days. Taking a deep breath, she reminded herself that she was now Mrs. Morelli, no longer needing to succumb to intimidation.

A bodyguard from the front seat stepped out and courteously held the door open for her. Stepping out of the car and placing her feet on the ground, Sofia's gaze fixed upon the imposing house. Memories flooded her mind, recalling the tumultuous years she had spent within those walls, heightening her unease. It was not a place associated with fond memories.

Entering the hall, Sofia noticed Emma and Carlo seated alongside Uncle Mak and Aunt Lana. Uncle Mak, her father's stepbrother, shared a close bond with the family. However, Sofia couldn't fathom why Uncle Mak and Aunt Lana had always harbored a dislike toward her. They had never done anything wrong to them. When her father's gaze fell upon her, she sensed a hint of concern, but as soon as their eyes met, he quickly averted his gaze.

Emma's smile brightened as she approached Sofia. "Sofia, my dear, I'm thrilled that you came," she exclaimed, her eyes briefly shifting to the two bodyguards who followed Sofia inside.

"Wait a minute! You two stay outside and wait. This is my home, and I don't want any intruders," Emma retorted with annoyance lacing her voice.

"I'm sorry, ma'am, but we have been instructed to accompany Mrs. Morelli everywhere," one of the bodyguards responded respectfully, adhering to their assigned duty.