Chapter 81

Lost And Broken

Mia slowly approached the dark silhouette of Alessandro. He looked so miserable that it made Mia’s heart ache for him. His regular charismatic personality was gone, and before Mia’s eyes stood a man who looked completely lost and broken. His shoulders slumped, his

usually sharp suit disheveled, and his face etched with despair.

Questions arose in her heart as she glanced around, hoping to find Alessandro’s security or someone who had accompanied him. But she didn’t see anyone else who seemed concerned with the Italian don. Her heart pounded with worry, knowing the danger he constantly faced.

To her relief, the place was crowded. Otherwise, she knew very well that Alessandro had more enemies than friends in every part of this world. Anger flared in Mia’s heart at the reckless act of the silly mafia king. Was he this crazy, wandering alone while being utterly drunk? She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as she fought the urge to shake some sense into him

“What the hell are you doing here?” Mia scolded as she stopped behind Alessandro. He turned abruptly, his shock-filled expression as if he couldn’t believe she was there.