Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 442 Off To Honeymoon Alex's POV.

As I rushed through the corridors of the dimly lit hideout, I could feel the tension building up within me. The arms deal was a critical operation for my mafia gang, and my presence was crucial. Every step I took was laden with urgency, my mind focused solely on the task at

hand. My heart, however,

was a different matter entirely.

In the midst of all the chaos, my thoughts kept drifting to the private jet that my father had arranged for Sarah and me, whisking us away to Rome for our honeymoon. It was a plan I had begrudgingly accepted, initially uninterested in any romantic pursuits. But surprisingly, Sarah had managed to kindle a spark within me, and now, I found myself genuinely looking forward to this journey with her. She was a breath of fresh air, a presence that left me yearning for more.

Finally returning home after concluding the deal, I was greeted by the sight of Sarah, already prepared and packed for our trip. My heart warmed at the thoughtfulness she displayed by packing my bags as well, a gesture that spoke volumes of her care and consideration for me.

But despite my feelings for her, I couldn't shake off the turmoil from her confession the previous night. Her love for me was genuine, while my own intentions were clouded by a sense of obligation and reluctance. I didn't

want to take advantage of her affection, especially when our marriage was born out of coercion rather than a genuine connection.

Deep down, I knew that I had only agreed to this marriage under duress, purely to appease my father's wishes and uphold the family's reputation. I had never intended for it to be a serious commitment, and my ultimate goal

was to find a way to annul this union. I resented the idea of anyone binding me to a lifetime of responsibilities and expectations against my will.

I didn't want Sarah to misinterpret the situation and end up hurt once our marriage inevitably came to an end. However, deep down, I desired her. Hell, I craved her so bad.

Lost in my thoughts, I failed to notice when we arrived at the airport. Tenderly, I took her hand and led her towards the waiting private jet. Her eyes widened in astonishment, and she gasped, instinctively covering her mouth with her free hand.

"Wow, this is incredible! I've never been on a private jet before, and it's absolutely beautiful," she exclaimed, her excitement bubbling over as she jumped with joy.

I could only grin at her childlike enthusiasm. She darted inside and quickly claimed the window seat. I followed behind, purposely making my way towards her and taking a seat beside her.

"Are you excited for your first time flying in a private jet?" I asked, raising an eyebrow to convey curiosity.

I'm excited about experiencing a private jet for the first time and... going on a honeymoon with

me with warmth as her gaze remained fixed on me,

what married couples typically do on their honeymoon?" I asked, noticing the flicker of anticipation in her eyes as she nibbled on her

my index finger, I delicately pulled her lip from between her teeth. "Allow me," I murmured, my voice filled with desire. Leaning in, I pressed

contours of her mouth, infusing our connection with an

and pressing her firmly against my chest. Our mouths

into the kiss, responding with equal ardor, mirroring my actions. Between kisses, I couldn't help but smile, captivated by her innocence and genuine

someone clearing their

reluctantly pulled away from her embrace. I glanced over and

and I scowled at her, displeased by her untimely intrusion into our blissful

to take off," the air

my lap before settling her back into her

her seatbelt, finding solace in the fact that I was the one caring for her. As the plane soared into the air, tilting slightly upward,

she relied

moment.

aircraft stabilized in the sky,

that

face Sarah, I gazed into her eyes and

flickered across her eyes, fear etched upon her

have to be shy. I was simply curious," I reassured her,

at her hands in her lap, nodding in response. She was embarrassed. Shit!

cheek, gently caressing her soft

me," I whispered softly, and her eyes immediately locked

with it. In fact, I'm

a gentle and lingering kiss that elicited a soft moan from her as she closed her eyes.

gazed

want to