Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 439 His Proposal *Bella*

As Ryder's heartfelt confession hung in the air, my eyes widened, absorbing the weight of his words. My mind became a whirlwind of emotions, trying to decipher the true depth of his intentions. Did he view me as just a friend, or was there something more blossoming

between us?

"I feel a difference when we're together, and I believe you feel it too," Ryder asserted, leaving a pause in his speech, eagerly awaiting my response. My heart raced, and I found myself at a loss for words, the intensity of the moment rendering me speechless. As he continued, his voice softened, laced with sincerity, "Bella, we have undeniable chemistry... and it's led me to a point where I never thought I'd ask you to move in with me."

I gasped, my heart skipping a beat, trying to swallow the lump that had formed in my throat. The gravity of his proposition sank in, and I struggled to process the depth of his feelings for me. "What are you saying, Ryder?" I managed to stammer, my voice betraying both surprise and apprehension.

"Bella, look," he began, locking his gaze with mine, "we are incredibly compatible." His touch was tender as he gently trailed a finger along my cheek, sending electric shivers down my spine. "We understand each other on a level that few people do. We never judge one another. Why don't we give ourselves a chance?"

A swirl of conflicting emotions washed over me. I wanted to believe him, to believe in the connection we shared, but doubt lingered in my mind. "But Ryder," I hesitated, shaking my head in disbelief, "you've never believed in relationships, and I've always dreamed of finding a happily ever after. How can we truly be compatible?"

Ryder's expression softened, recognizing the validity of my concerns. "I know, sweetheart," he acknowledged, his voice carrying a mix of understanding and determination. "But we can find a way to make it work. That's why I'm suggesting you move in with me. Let's see where this could lead us," he urged, his words filled with hope and sincerity.

of our friendship and the tantalizing prospect of taking a chance on something more profound. The weight of his words hung heavily in the air, and I knew that whatever

my simple life, and moving in with you would bring a lot of complications. The media

you from everything. I'll make sure nobody finds out about us. You can trust me," Ryder reassured, pulling me closer. His words were comforting, but I couldn't help but be cautious. "You know, Bella, I've never asked any girl to move in with me. You hold a special place in my life." He wrapped his arms

difficult to resist this incredibly attractive man. He was using his sweet act of seduction to persuade me. How could I deny

move in with you," I finally surrendered, knowing deep down that he would never intentionally hurt me. Ryder, still holding my waist, lifted me up in

me gently back on the ground and

couldn't help but giggle, his sweetness and genuine excitement warming

parents would never approve of this kind of relationship. They are quite conservative," I confessed, nervously biting my lower lip. My parents held traditional values when it came to dating and living together. While

me. He gently cupped my face in his hand, his touch

eyes, I allowed myself to be consumed by the moment as he placed his finger in my mouth. The sensation

swirling within me. Seductively, he licked his lips, intensifying the charged atmosphere between us. Opening

again, his tongue coaxing my lips to part and grant him access to my

softly into his mouth. Ryder lifted me effortlessly in his

to catch in my throat as I yearned for his touch. He smirked, clearly aware of the effect he had on me. With a gentle pull, he lifted me slightly to unzip my gown, allowing it to slide down my shoulders and gracefully fall to the floor. I lifted