Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 202 The Sexiest Temptation Finished

Aria blinked in surprise as she took in the sight of the bathroom, adorned with scented candles and rose petals. Her eyes then fell on her mafia husband, Alessandro, shirtless and placing rose petals into the bathtub. "What are you doing, hubby?" she asked, raising her eyebrows in curiosity.

Alessandro turned to look at his beautiful wife and smiled. "Come here, dolcezza," he said softly.

Aria hesitantly walked toward him.

"I prepared a hot bubble bath for you, hoping it will melt your anger away, amore mio," he replied as he extended his muscular, strong arm, gently grabbing her wrist and pulling her closer. Aria was startled as she was suddenly pulled and pressed against her hot husband's bare, well-toned chest.

"Sorry," she murmured, looking up at him innocently through her lashes. "I shouldn't have been so angry at you," she mumbled remorsefully, lowering her eyes and resting her head on his chest.

"Hey, it's fine, mia moglie," Alessandro sighed as he wrapped his arms around Aria's slim waist.

"No, now I feel really bad for fighting with you," Aria muttered in a low, sad voice.

"I didn't complain," Alessandro said, gently grabbing her chin and lifting her head so her eyes met his. "You're my wife, and it's my duty to handle all your mood swings, anger, and tantrums," he added with a playful wink and grin. Aria narrowed her eyes. Anger and tantrums, huh? she thought internally. But then she realized he was right.

upset that I shouted at you?" she pouted, and Alessandro chuckled. Still holding her chin, he pulled her

You are my life, my world, and I'm nothing without you," he confessed, his voice low and sincere, causing

kiss deepened, turning passionate as Alessandro pulled her closer, their bodies pressed tightly together, leaving no space between them. Their warm, rapid breaths mingled as the intensity of

dragging it down before sliding the fabric off her shoulders and pushing it further until the red silk pooled at her feet. His possessive hands began roaming over the luscious curves of

kiss, looking deep into her stunning hazel eyes. The desire and possessiveness in his gaze made Mia shiver, sensing how much he wanted her-just as much as she wanted him. She shyly bit her lip, her husband's eyes darkening as

remembered what the doctor had said. He had

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don murmur, his deep voice thick and with desire. "But I

and arms, tossing it aside. His eyes locked

you're so fucking beautiful, amore mio," Alessandro groaned, his voice husky and raw, filled with

startled by the sudden, primal hunger radiating from the mafia king, clinging