Chapter 58 Intoxicating Charming Mafia

The children settled into their chairs as the waitress assisted them. When the manager moved to pull a chair for Mia, Alessandro stopped him and did it himself, taking Mia off guard. The Italian don was known for his lack of gentlemanly manners and hated pulling chairs for ladies. Seeing this different side of her devil mafia husband, Mia was shocked and couldn't believe her eyes. She felt her head spinning and grasped the table for support, but Alessandro was quickly by her side. "Are you okay, darling?" he asked tenderly, his gentle voice making her scream in frustration. Was he really playing with her sanity? Or was this a different man from the one she had married nine years ago? Whatever it was, one thing was certain: the man before her waghot the Alessandro Valentino she had known her entire life. Had he undergone a soul-altering transformation? But the most important question was, could she trust him? Her anxious heart and uncertain thoughts made it impossible to take the risk of revealing her true identity. Alessandro held her hand and gently guided her to the chair, treating her as if she were a delicate doll, his utmost responsibility being to care for and protect her. The manager and waitress were also shocked to see Alessandro caring for this beautiful woman. Curiosity buzzed in their minds as they speculated about her identity. Alessandro had frequented this place for various gatherings, official meetings, and casual lunches and dinners whenever he was in Paris. However, he had never displayed such tenderness with anyone before. In fact, he had earned the moniker "heartless monster" for a reason; even within his business circles, people feared his ruthless nature and abrupt demeanor. As everyone settled into their seats, Alessandro turned to the children. "Gia, Maximo, why don't you two order dinner for tonight?" Gia and Maxima glanced at Mia, uncertain. Before they could speak, Alessandro interrupted. "Tonight, dinner's on me. Order whatever you like," he said with a smile. Gia and Maximo's faces lit up with excitement, and they eagerly ordered almost everything from the menu. Mia looked on helplessly at her children. The Italian don was certainly spoiling them. Gia leaned toward her twin brother and whispered in a hushed voice, "Now do you agree that Mr. Valentino is a nice man and would make a perfect dad for us?" Maximo looked at her suspiciously. "Gia, I know why you favor Mr. Valentino." "Bullshit!" Mia smirked. "I know you wanted him to marry our mom because you like him," Maximo replied, rolling his eyes in exasperation. He's handsome and nice, Gia murmured, her eyes glinting brightly as she looked at Alessandro. Just like our dad should be." She sighed wistfully as Alessandro's eyes met hers and he smiled warmly at his princess. He looked incredibly handsome and charming in his black suit and white shirt, his tall and strong frame making him a perfect match for her mom. He cared for Cia as if she were his own daughter, pampering her with everything she desired While Cis bebed nothing the absence of a father's love had always left void that couldn't be filled by materialistic things. However, meeting Alessandro had begun to fill that void. "But you like him too. You called him Dad!" She teased her brother. "Alright, alright. He's nice to us and our mom. But if he ever tries to break our mom's heart, I'll make sure he regrets it in every way." Maximo vowed. "But you called him dad!" Gia persisted. "I was jealous that you called him "Dad" and I wanted to call him Dad too, he confessed, huffing in frustration at his twin sister. She was a pain in the ass when she teased him. Gia grinned mischievously, and Maximo groaned in frustration "What's going on, kids?" Mia frowned, noticing her children's playful banter. "Mom, Gia is teasing me," Maximo complained sullenly "No. Mom. I didn't do anything, Gia pouted. "Kids!" Mia sighed. "One of you, come here and sit with me." You go, Gia!" Maximo demanded. "No, I won't leave this seat," Gia said stubbornly. Mia helplessly watched her kids arguing over everything. This ruthless mafia had already made a negative impact on her children in just one meeting. She scowled at the thought. As she prepared to get up and intervene in their fight, Alessandro placed his hand over Mia's, preventing her from leaving her seat. "Stay. Let me handle it," he assured, blinking his enchanting blue eyes once. "You don't know how to handle my kids," Mia argued, emphasizing 'my kids. "Why don't you let me try this time?" he smirked, winking at her, causing Mia to roll her eyes. "Okay, go ahead if you want to play with fire," she said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders. Alessandro straightened his suit as he got up, staring deep into Mia's eyes.. "What will I get if I win this challenge?" he asked impishly, though his eyes darkened with desire as they roamed over Mia. Mia swallowed hard under his shameless gaze. Sensing his intentions, she-narrowed her eyes at the Italian don. We will see!" She lifted her chin challengingly, making the mafia boss chuckle. "Remember this deal, okay?! I need my reward when I win," he whispered, leaning closer. Mia took a sharp breath in as her husband's alluring and intoxicating manly scent overwhelmed her senses. He playfully flicked her nose before turning to Gia and Maximo, who were still arguing. She laughed inwardly as she watched Alessandro rise and pull his chair closer to Gia and Maximo. She knew her children were very clever, and no one could easily outsmart them. They were too sharp for Alessandro to control. She anticipated he would eventually give up and maybe reconsider their arrangement once he realized the mistake he had made. Mia leaned back in her chair, amused, as she anticipated the drama about to unfold before her.