Chapter 129 The Half Truth.

Words : 922 Updated : May 20th, 2025

Mia's gaze turned pale, her eyes bulging in shock as she stared at what seemed like death welling before her. Her heart pounded loudly, echoing in her ears. In that moment, she wished she could turn back time and undo her decision to betray the Italian don. The realization that Alessandro Valentino was alive and in perfect health, standing right in front of her, struck her like a blow. "Well, well, Micah," Alessandro smirked as Lucas and his men stormed into the room, swiftly disarming Micah and seizing his phone. "Of all people, I never expected my most trusted man to be the one who tried to kill me," Alessandro said calmly, though his tone carried a dangerous edge that sent a shiver down Micah's spine. He knew he was only a heartbeat away from death. "I'm sorry, boss. I'm so sorry. I was a fool. Please, please forgive me," Micah whimpered, his voice trembling as he begged desperately. He was kneeling on the floor, pinned down by Alessandro's guards. "Oh, my loy," Alessandro smiled menacingly, his eyes cold. "You should know better than anyone that forgiveness for a traitor has never been in my vocabulary," he snarled, emphasizing the last words as he delivered a brutal kick to Micah's stomach. Micah collapsed to the floor, clutching his midsection in pain. "Please don't kill me, boss," Micah cried out, his voice laced with fear and pain. "Why would I keep you alive? I know who you're working for, and now you're of no use to me," Alessandro sneered, extending his hand toward Lucas, who promptly handed the Mafia king a gun. "Boss, I can still be useful to you. I know a secret that no one else does," Micah offered desperately, playing his last card. Alessandro, who had just loaded the gun, paused and lowered it slightly. His eyebrows drew together in frustration as he asked, "What secret?" "It's about your wife, Aria Valentino!" Micah announced in a weak and pained voice. Alessandro's eyes burned with rage as he glared at Micah. That bastard knew something about Aria?! "What happened to her?" the mafia king demanded in a cold voice, though his heartbeat slowed with the fear of learning something he didn't want to know. He believed Mia was Aria. No, he knew Mia was indeed his Aria, and that she was alive. Gia and Maximo were his children. So what could this bastard know about his wife? Impatience gnawed at him as he waited for Micah to speak. He squatted down and grabbed Micah's hair, yanking it so hard that the traitor screamed, his head snapping back in pain. "Don't test my patience! Tell me quickly," Alessandro growled furiously, gritting his teeth. Micah snickered despite his pain, murmuring in a weak and cracking voice, "No, boss. First, you have to promise me you'll let me live. Then I'll tell you everything I know about your wife." Alessandro squinted in suspicion. He released Micah's hair with a harsh push, then pulled back and stood straight before him. "Alright. I'm giving you my word. Now tell me what you know," he said with an indifferent expression, gesturing for his men to release Micah and step back. Micah gathered himself, a smile creeping across his face. "Everyone believes that Mrs. Valentino left you and died in a plane crash, but that's only half the truth." Alessandro frowned, cocking his head to the side as he watched the bloody traitor with a scrutinizing gaze. "Then what's the true story?" he demanded authoritatively. "The murder of Mrs. Valentino that night was planned because she was pregnant with your baby. Enzo didn't want anything to come between him and the Mafia empire," Micah revealed, that bloody brother of his. Alessandro's blood boiled, rage and anguish surging through his veins like fire and lava. He clenched his fists, consumed by fury. He had always misunderstood Aria and mistreated her, which made people believe she was a vulnerable and easy target. "The night your ex-girlfriend threw a party and Mrs. Valentino was alone at home, Enzo instructed me to send goons to kill her and erase any trace of her from the earth," Micah continued coldly. As he spoke, Alessandro's anger grew even more, and he began breathing heavily. It was almost impossible for him to remain calm, knowing his pregnant wife had been targeted in his own home by his stepbrother. "But she was YOUR wife, boss, and we underestimated her. She evaded the trained goons and escaped from the house. The rest of the story you already know. She probably went to the airport because she was scared of you. You never loved her or cared for her, so she might have thought it was better to save herself, knowing you wouldn't save her or believe her," Micah taunted, causing the Italian don to realize the magnitude of his mistake. "But her bad luck followed her, and the plane she boarded crashed, resulting in her ultimate death," Micah added with a sigh. He hardly had another moment to breathe before Alessandro pulled out his gun and emptied the entire chamber into Micah's chest. "Bastard! You thought you could live another day after confessing to trying to kill my wife and my unborn children," Alessandro spat out with disgust, his anger still burning fiercely. He kicked Micah's lifeless, blood-covered body repeatedly.

Chapter 129 The Half Truth.

Comments (0)