Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Chapter 217 Surveillance Footage

"Who was at the door?" Emily asked with curiosity.

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"Clothes," Matteo replied, holding up the garments in his hands. "Get ready, and I'll order room service for breakfast," he added. "Then we'll go to the surveillance area." "Surveillance area?" Emily frowned, confusion knitting her brow. "What do you mean?"

"Yes, ma douce," he said, his voice dropping slightly as he clenched his jaw in frustration. "My bodyguard found some evidence regarding the person who drugged you last night."

Emily felt her stomach drop at the realization. The weight of his words sank in-she hadn't just been drunk; she had been drugged. Panic coursed through her as she imagined the possible outcomes if Matteo hadn't showed up in time

Matteo strode closer to her, and as if he could read her mind, he comforted her. "You don't have to be scared of anyone when I'm here," he said firmly, locking his gaze onto hers. "I won't let anything happen to you."

and protection, reminiscent of the embrace she once shared with her father. No man had ever made her feel this way since then-until now. Her heart skipped a beat as she looked deeply into Matteo's eyes, a man she didn't know well but felt

a small suite in itself. It featured a plush couch, a large televisión, a luxurious bathtub,

mesmerized for a moment as she opened the bag Matteo had given her. Inside, she found a beautiful dress, matching footwear, and makeup essentials. Removing

into the fresh clothes and applied her makeup, she checked her reflection in the vanity mirror one last time, ensuring everything

dressed in a crisp white shirt and black dress pants. He had

asked, surprise lacing her voice. She hadn't noticed him going to the bathroom, brushing his teeth or showering, yet Matteo looked as fresh as-ever-his

Matteo replied with a soft smile, walking closer to her. "I don't want your scent washed away from me." He whispered flirtatiously, gazing straight into

averted her eyes, feeling her cheeks flush with warmth. They both were so close and sleeping and he took her in his

being as high-maintenance as you, mon amour," he teased, making Emily roll her eyes. Typical

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his demeanor shifted from that of a charming lover to a dangerous man