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.

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tears as she glared at him. How easily these men judged her character, reducing her to nothing but

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

would escalate like this. He hadn’t imagined the situation turning out like this. He was upset, but he hadn’t expected Claire to

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 her to sleep peacefully and she wasn’t used to expecting luxury

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

Superstar’s

asked in a cold voice, standing casually with his hand in his pants

upset to respond. She continued moving around

seconds, he sighed heavily, trying to calm himself. He stepped

Claire,” he said, his

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

fans. The arrogance had 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

wasn’t

him as if he weren’t the celebrity

about?

apart. Claire’s sweet breath brushed against Adam’s lips, and he sucked in a sharp breath, feeling the temptation she unknowingly carried with her and she didn’t even

Claire’s eyes

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 hers, making her dizzy, setting her body on

those things, sweetheart,” he whispered, surprised to realize how breathless

go of her hand. Instead, he allowed her some space, knowing that the distance was good for both of them. It helped him

came here with you,” he reasoned,