Let Me Go My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 474

Chapter 474 Mixed Feeling
Logan's POV.

After returning from the business trip, Mia's demeanor had changed; she appeared distant, her usual warmth and charm replaced with a guarded facade. Afte the meeting ended Mia was the first one to be in hurry to run out of the room or away from me.

"Mia, wait. I need to talk to you," I implored, my desperate eyes searching for answers in her troubled blue ones. She hesitated but finally remained in the room after everyone else had left.

"What's wrong, baby girl? Talk to me. Why are you avoiding me?" I questioned, my voice trying to hold on to its usual commanding tone, but a hint of vulnerability seeped through.

"Nothing is wrong, Mr. Mancini. I just... I just came back to my senses," Mia replied animatedly, trying to keep up a brave front.

I shook my head, confusion evident on my face. "What do you mean?"

"I mean... listen... I need this job, but I can't be your play toy. I have feelings, and I don't want to get hurt in the end. Please, Mr. Mancini, I want whatever is between us to end. I don't want to proceed with this kind of relationship any further," Mia finally voiced her inner turmoil.

"Hell! You've got it all wrong, baby girl. You've misunderstood everything," I tried to explain, my voice tinged with exasperation and desperation.

"Yes, Mr. Mancini. I got it all wrong. I was living in a fake world, but now I've awakened to reality. I don't want this. I want to live a peaceful and respectful life. Please forget about everything that has ever happened. And

if you want, I can... I can resign," Mia's voice trembled, revealing the emotions she was trying to suppress.

Seeing her struggling, I realized it was not the right time to talk to her further. Perhaps she needed time to process her feelings. "You don't need to resign, Mia. It's okay if you don't want this relationship. We will keep it purely professional if that makes you happy. Alright?"

With tears shimmering in her eyes, she silently left the room, leaving me to grapple with the unexpected rejection.

As I stood there, confusion swirling in my mind, I couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong with her? Why is she behaving like this? Did anyone say anything about me?"

The truth was, I had started to feel a deep attraction for Mia, something beyond just business or physical desire. I had planned to take our relationship to the next level and ask her to be my girlfriend, but now it seemed like she was not interested in me, which was a new and unsettling experience for me.

My phone broke my thoughts, ringing insistently. I knew it was my father, and he wouldn't call without a valid reason. "Dad! What happened?" I answered, hoping to find a distraction from the emotional turmoil inside me.

"That was rude, Logan Mancini. Have you forgotten your manners?" My father's voice scolded me over the phone, his tone filled with disapproval.

"Dad, please, I'm a little bit packed. If you can, please hurry," I replied in a bored voice, clearly not in the mood for a lecture.

"Come home tonight. Have dinner with us. It's been a long time since you've spent time with your family," he urged, attempting to bridge the gap between us.