Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

et Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Chapter 215 A Bad Plan

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Emily's head felt heavy and throbbing as she woke from a deep slumber. She tried to open her eyes, but they felt heavier than ever. Confusion clouded her mind-why was she feeling like this? Then, in a sudden flash, she remembered last night's meeting with Jac-min, and her head started spinning. She couldn't recall what happened after that.

As she tried to sit up, her throat dry, she froze. She wasn't lying on a pillow-she was lying on someone's arm. Her eyes fluttered open, and in an instant, the haziness vanished, replaced by pure shock. A muscular arm was draped over her, holding her possessively, as if this person never wanted her to leave.

Panic surged through Emily as she realized she was sharing a bed with a man. Without thinking, she shoved the arm off her, forgetting she was already lying on the edge of the bed. One sudden roll, and she tumbled to the floor with a loud thud. Pain shot through her back, and she couldn't stop a groan from escaping her lips.

clouded with concern. "Are you

him. His broad chest was bare, and the lower half of his body was barely concealed by a thin bed sheet-not nearly thick enough to hide the obvious bulge of his morning wood, which made a tent beneath the fabric. Emily's eyes widened in shock as she realized the notorious playboy attorney was in bed with her. Oh God... Her heart sank

bed?" Emily's voice was accusing,

cocking his head as he studied the shocked and terrified woman

you knew it, you jerk!" she stammered, her anger flaring. "Yet you still... you took advantage

The bold, feisty woman from last night had vanished, replaced by this nervous, trembling kitten-and somehow, that intrigued him even

the bed and securing the bedsheet around his waist. Emily's panic only grew as her eyes shifted down to her own body. She gasped, realizing she wasn't wearing her clothes from last night. Instead, a bathrobe was loosely wrapped around her, and the

extending his hand to help her up. Emily panicked, scooting

trembling with anxiety. Her eyes, wide with fear, looked at him like a scared deer caught in

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slightly. "Why so shy this morning when we already became one last night? God, belle, you looked so sexy. I couldn't get enough of you, mon ange," he teased, his