Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Chapter 269 Superstar’s Contract Wife

“What’s wrong?” Adam asked, his anger melting into concern as he noticed Claire reading a text, her expression turning pained.

Claire licked her lips–a small, nervous movement that didn’t escape Adam’s sharp eyes. His gaze followed every sweep of her tongue, and he found himself parting his own lips unconsciously.

“I’m worried…” Claire began hesitantly, slowly lifting her eyes to meet Adam’s. He quickly composed himself, shifting his gaze from her lips to her face and pressing his lips into a thin, disapproving line.

“That we left Daniel alone in the bathroom after you beat him to a pulp,” she continued, her voice tinged with worry. “What if… What if Daniel goes public, ranting about you attacking him?”

She was concerned; after all, Adam had dragged her away without a second thought, leaving Daniel alone. Knowing Daniel’s true nature, Claire was panicking. He was capable of doing anything for his own benefit and stooping to any filthy level to get what he wanted.

But Adam was fuming with jealousy, his anger intensifying as he realized Claire was still worried about her ex–boyfriend. The thought only made his frustration grow.

“You’re still thinking about him, huh?!” he snapped, his voice laced with accusation, making Claire furrow her brows.

She narrowed her eyes as she stared at the knucklehead superstar. Here she was, thinking about his clean image and doing everything possible to keep him out of trouble, yet he didn’t hesitate to blame her at

every turn.

“Adam, I’m worried about what will happen if your fans find out you beat a man in a hotel bathroom and left him bloodied! Do you even realize the consequences?” she shot back, her frustration boiling over. First Daniel, and now Adam–everyone seemed to take her for granted.

I beat that man because I found my wife locked alone in

she glared at him. How easily these men judged her character, reducing her to nothing but baseless assumptions. She was done done explaining herself, done defending her intentions.

respect. “You don’t have to bear the humiliation because of me,” she shot back, her words sharp as she stormed off

a hand through his hair in frustration. He hadn’t imagined things would escalate like this. He hadn’t imagined the situation turning out like this.

living space with separate sleeping arrangements–he had taken the bedroom, while Claire had made the large sofa in the living room her bed. It was comfortable enough for

found Claire frantically gathering her things, shoving them into her suitcase with

Superstar’s

are you doing?” he asked in a cold voice, standing casually with his hand

Claire was too upset to respond. She continued moving around the room, gathering her things and

seconds, he sighed heavily, trying to calm himself. He stepped toward her, taking her hand

he said, his voice softer this

her hand from the arrogant superstar’s firm grip. “You can’t stand to see

become second nature to him. He didn’t tolerate tantrums from anyone, but the world had always been expected to put up with his. However, this feisty woman–his wife–who was fuming in anger, had him silent for

it wasn’t the

she worked with him, she used to throw orders at him as if he weren’t the celebrity but she was. And to his surprise, he never felt offended. What the

about?

thinking, Adam pulled her closer. Claire was startled and almost stumbled into him. Their noses nearly touched, their faces inches apart. Claire’s sweet breath brushed against Adam’s lips, and he sucked in a sharp breath, feeling

Claire’s eyes

to her. Their breath mixed, their bodies flush against each other, and Claire felt her pulse quickened. Her throat went dry at the sudden proximity. His intoxicating scent invaded her senses as the warmth of his body seeped into

he whispered, surprised to realize how breathless

pull away. But Adam didn’t let go of her hand. Instead, he allowed her some space, knowing that the distance was good for both of them. It helped him retain his sanity and

want you to stay. That’s why I came here with you,” he reasoned, his tone