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.

you aren't upset that I shouted at you?" she pouted, and Alessandro chuckled. Still holding her chin, he pulled her face closer, lowering his

my life, my world, and I'm nothing without you," he confessed, his voice low and sincere, causing Aria to draw in a sharp breath

warm lips firmly against hers, the sensation so intense that she gasped softly, releasing a quiet sigh. The next moment, the kiss deepened, turning passionate as Alessandro pulled her closer, their bodies pressed tightly together, leaving no space between them. Their warm, rapid breaths mingled

eager fingers found the zipper of Mia's dress, 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 her hips, moving upward to her slim waist, then higher to the swell of her breasts. Just as his touch grew more intense, he

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 they wandered over

the doctor had said. He

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

off her shoulders and arms, tossing it aside. His eyes locked onto her full, round breasts, and Mia felt a wave of shyness wash over her. Her breasts had

groaned, his

Alessandro scooped Aria into his arms, his desperate need roaring through him. She squealed, startled by the sudden, primal hunger radiating from the mafia king, clinging tightly