Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

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Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband Chapter 85 Playing With Fire

45 Pearls

"God, baby. I can't get enough of you. Alessandro murmured between kisses, his hands trailing to Mia's neck, cradling her jaw as he tilted her head to deepen their kiss. "What are you doing to me? It seems I can't control myself around you, he confessed softly, his words making Mia's heart swell with happiness. and her cheeks flush with color.

Did she truly hold such power over him, making him lose control? The thought alone was more arousing, and she didn't have to wait long for her answer.

The next moment, the elevator came to a halt, its doors sliding open. Without warning, he swiftly scooped her up into his arms. Mia wrapped her arms around his neck as he strode towards the suite, effortlessly managing to swipe the key card while still cradling her in his embrace.

Entering confidently, his gaze locked onto hers as he carried her into the room. Mia took a moment to glance around, her breath catching in awe as Alessandro gently placed her on the bed.

The suite was adorned with scented candles and roses. A small table in the corner held two glasses and a bottle of red wine, adding to the allure of the setting. Mia sprang up from the bed, confused yet enchanted, wanting to twirl around and take in the scene once more. "How did you manage to arrange all this?" Mia murmured, lost in thought. That nagging fear resurfaced in her mind-did the manager set up this room because he knew Alessandro used to...

She shook the thought from her head, desire, and doubt mingling and playing dangerously with her sanity

"Do you like it, la mia regina?" Alessandro asked, observing the expression on her face and already sensing what was on her mind. Though he wasn't accustomed to giving explanations, he wanted to this time.

For his moglie (wife).

we were on our way, so the manager prepared this room for us," he explained, his frantic heartbeat relaxing as Mia's expression softened and the furrow between her finely shaped eyebrows disappeared. "Hmm," Mia hummed softly as she

her head and looking at

your

that one look on face can make me feel," he said, stalking toward her like a wolf approaching its prey. "You made me feel like I was dying a thousand deaths in that one moment when

you killed me so mercilessly that my worst enemy couldn't

sorry," Mia murmured nervously, wringing her hands together as she

through Mia's heart. Before she could

tortura me

dani

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alcohol and his scent sending shivers down her spine. His

skin, and she resisted the