Chapter 160 Rekindled

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After a while, Alessandro was moved to the recovery room, and only one person could visit him since his condition had just started to improve. Mia glanced at her brother, and Alexander nodded encouragingly, gesturing for her to go in and see him. Mia bit her lip, trying to hold back the flood of emotions welling up inside her, but she couldn't stop the tears. She didn't want to cry in front of Alessandro, knowing the doctor had warned against causing him any stress. She had almost lost him, and she didn't want to take even the slightest risk with her husband's health. But the intense mix of love, fear of losing him, and all the other swirling emotions made it nearly impossible for her to hide her vulnerability in front of her husband. She took a deep breath, steadying herself before gently pushing the door open. Alessandro lay on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, but they fluttered open slowly at the faint sound of the door. His gaze immediately found the love of his life, Mia, and his heart stirred with emotion as he noticed her plaster cast on her arm. His eyes never left her as she took small, hesitant steps toward him, nervousness evident in every movement. "Um... How... How are you feeling?" Mia murmured, trying to keep her voice steady and not sound too weak or emotional, forcing a small smile. "Come here," Alessandro instructed in a low, throaty voice. He tried to push himself up slightly on the pillow but hissed in pain, biting his full, red lips as a sharp ache radiated from the wound in his stomach. Seeing this, Mia quickly rushed to his side. "Alessandro, be careful," she urged, her voice filled with concern. But Alessandro ignored her concern, his hands reaching out to grab her waist and pulling her closer. She leaned over him due to the force but managed to stop herself from falling onto him by planting her uninjured arm on the bed beside Alessandro's head. His lips found hers in a gentle yet desperate kiss as he lifted his head toward her. The kiss was everything they both needed in that moment—full of love, yearning, and the longing built up from years of separation and Alessandro's return after defying death and reclaiming life. His lips coaxed hers, his warm breath mingling with hers, breathing life back into Mia. His tongue traced the seam of her mouth, desperate to deepen their connection, craving to feel alive and whole again. Mia let out a shuddering breath, trying to hold back her tears, but they spilled over as she pressed her lips harder against his, as if her life depended on her mafia husband. Alessandro kissed her hungrily and possessively, unwilling to break their kiss. But Mia slowly pulled away, knowing that being in this reclining position wasn't good for him and that he was too stubborn to admit his pain and discomfort. "Now I feel as fit as ever after getting to kiss my life," he whispered with a smile, gently wiping the tears from Mia's wet cheeks. "Why did you have to do it? I was so scared, Alessandro," Mia sobbed, looking at his handsome face hopelessly. "I swear, I would have died if anything had happened to you." Alessandro shook his head, gently caressing Mia's cheek. She instinctively leaned into his touch, closing her eyes as she savored the moment. "I will never let that happen, vita mia. I will always protect you, even if it means sacrificing my own life," he declared, prompting Mia to quickly cover his mouth with her small hand. "Don't you dare talk like that, and don't you ever pull a stunt like you did today," she threatened, her lips trembling with vulnerability. "I swear I won't let you go so easily, Mr. Valentino." Alessandro chuckled softly against her palm, kissing its inside before pulling away. He held her hand gently, his thumb caressing the back of it. "Alright, wife. As you say. I don't have the courage to defy your orders, Mrs. Valentino," he smirked, making Mia roll her teary eyes while still smiling. Her mafia husband was such a manipulative liar! He knew exactly how to persuade her to agree to his demands. "But now you have to stay by my side all the time, Mrs. Valentino," Alessandro said innocently, causing Mia's eyes to widen in disbelief at his cute act. "I'm hurt and can't manage my daily chores myself." Mia smiled as she leaned in, biting her lip. "Don't worry, hubby. I won't leave your side, even when you're perfectly alright." She added with a teasing tone, "You can't get rid of me so easily. I will always be with you." Alessandro blinked in surprise at Mia's reply. He was confused and struggled to understand her. So he asked promptly, "Mia, you mean... You mean." "I'm coming home with you," Mia said, nodding with determination. Alessandro let out a joyous chuckle, shaking his head in disbelief. His hand slid around his wife's slim waist, pulling her closer with care to avoid hurting her injured arm. He pressed his lips to hers and kissed her deeply. He couldn't believe his wife was returning home—to him. He could have his family with him. They were about to be happy again. "I love you, amore mio," he murmured against her lips. Mia smiled, gazing deeply into Alessandro's eyes, and whispered, "I love you, hubby." Alessandro's eyes sparkled with happy surprise. "Fuck, I've waited all my life to hear this from you, baby," he mumbled, his voice heavy with emotion. "Say it again, amore mio," he demanded. "I love you, Alessandro Valentino. I have always loved you and will always love you, my soulmate," Mia declared, her eyes reflecting the sincerity of her feelings. Alessandro let out a heavy breath before deepening the kiss, savoring their intimate moment before the doctor or nurse could come in and interrupt their loving reunion.

Chapter 160 Rekindled

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