Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 276 Sleepwalking

Adam returned home after midnight. The house was silent and dark. He assumed Claire might be asleep. He made his way to the bedroom, expecting to find her there, but she wasn’t. Disappointment washed over him.

He then headed to the guest room Claire had been using. Without knocking, he pushed the door open and found her asleep inside. He wasn’t pleased to see her sleeping there. Although it had been their arrangement to sleep in separate rooms, something about it suddenly felt wrong, and he realized he wanted her to be in his bedroom instead.

Something had truly changed after their visit to Florence, and Adam found himself wanting his contrac wife even more. They had been living together in the house after their wedding, both fighting their mutual attraction and pretending indifference. But after making love to Claire, Adam found it incredibly difficult to stay away from her. He wanted her, and he wasn’t going to deny it. Though he wasn’t sure how Claire felt, he sensed that she wanted him too. He was sure about it after experiencing how passionate she had been with him last night. Standing in the doorway with his hands in his jeans pockets, he just watched her sleep, her face relaxed in peace, her breathing steady.

Claire had curled up into a ball, her face serene, looking like a child at rest. His anger, the frustration of the day, began to melt away as he stared at her, lost in the tranquility she brought. A hopeless smile tugged at the corners of his lips.

she instinctively snuggled closer to his chest, clinging to him for warmth. Adam carried her to his bedroom and carefully laid her down on the bed. He pulled the covers over

Adam held her close, the weight of the long, tiring

against something warm and hard. Her still–sleepy mind struggled to make sense of the sensation. When she shifted slightly, she realized she was trapped in a pair of strong, muscular arms. Panic set

whimpered, squirming against the

her closer, tightening his grip around her and pressing her face more to

was sleeping next to her. She froze, her breath hitching as reality slammed into her. This wasn’t her bed. In fact, this wasn’t even her room. It was Adam’s room, and she was

it together. How had this happened? She distinctly remembered falling asleep in her own bed in the guest room. Had she

mind raced, filled with worry about how Adam

Chapter 276 Sleepwalking

arms were like steel, holding her firmly in place. Realizing she