Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Chapter 228 Romantic Dinner Date

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"What... what did you just say?" Emily stammered, her voice trembling as her wide, shocked eyes locked onto the playboy attorney in disbelief. Matteo cleared his throat, shaking off the indecent thoughts about the sexy kitten standing before him in clothes that left little to the imagination. "I mean..." he paused, his voice still husky, betraying the desire he was trying to suppress. "Whatever you'd like to eat, I'll have the same.",

"Oh... that's what you meant," Emily exhaled, relief washing over her as she shook her head at the silly direction her thoughts had taken. Of course, he wasn't interested in her like that. He was Matteo Vinci- one of the most sought-after attorneys and eligible bachelors. He could have any woman he wanted. Why would he desire her?

"I must warn you, Mr. Vinci, don't get your hopes up. I barely have anything at home," Emily informed the stubborn attorney, who stood in her house with an air of authority as if he owned the place.

"I told you, I'll eat anything you make me," he replied, his tone so hopelessly dreamy that Emily wondered if her mind was playing tricks on her. One look into his deep, blue eyes, and the intensity of his mysterious gaze left her breathless. She quickly averted her eyes, trying to steady her breathing.

"Alright, let me see what I can do," she murmured, walking toward the kitchen, eager to distance herself from the dangerous temptation lurking in her house in the form of that impossibly sexy man.

But to her dismay, the dangerous temptation followed her into the kitchen. Emily glanced over her shoulder to find Matteo trailing so closely behind her that she could feel the warmth radiating from his body. As she opened the fridge and leaned in to take a look, Matteo leaned in as well, their bodies brushing together. A jolt of electricity shot through her, making her gasp. His hot breath fanned her cheek, and his mouth hovered dangerously close to hers. As if that weren't enough, the intoxicating mix of his masculine scent and expensive cologne made her feel lightheaded, and she feared she might pass out at any

moment.

doing this intentionally, which only irritated her further. She was

he groaned, rubbing his

rubbing her forehead to ease the pain. Matteo stepped closer, gently removing her hand and massaging the spot on her forehead

Sorry, ma douce," he murmured so innocently that Emily couldn't

away from his touch hesitantly. "I can do it myself. You...

insisted. "After all, I'm here to ask

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for dinner at her home when all she wanted was to

think we have anything to make dinner," Emily offered another excuse, hoping he would leave. Her heart raced at the thought of being

we have wine," he suggested with a quick shrug. Knowing she couldn't come up with any more excuses to say

sandwiches," Matteo whispered, leaning closer, causing Emily to rush away

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