Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 452 My Possessive Boss

***************** Logan's POV.

I hadn't seen Mia since last night when she abruptly left my room without

informing me. She had remained locked in her own room for the entire day, avoiding any interaction. Salena, on the other hand, had come by and kept me occupied throughout the day, diverting my attention.

As the evening set in, we all gathered around the bonfire, cherishing what would be our last night together. The atmosphere was filled with a sense of camaraderie and a desire to make the most of this evening. Amidst the group, I noticed Mia slowly making her way towards us.

Her eyes wandered between Salena and me, and I detected a slight furrow forming on her brow. The thought crossed my mind that she might be feeling jealous, seeing me spending time with Salena. A mischievous smile tugged at the corner of my mouth, but Mia didn't reciprocate. Sensing something amiss, I excused myself from Salena's company, despite her protestations. My heart yearned for Mia; she was the one I wanted to be with.

I found Mia seated near the open bar setup, surrounded by people enjoying their drinks. However, she sat there in solitude. Determined to bridge the distance between us, I approached her, bending down to speak into her ear. "Do you want something to drink?" I whispered, allowing my lips to linger tantalizingly close to her ear.

Mia gasped softly, her surprise evident, but she swiftly masked her reaction. "Yeah, gin and tonic, please," she whispered back, subtly turning her head towards me.

Our lips were merely an inch apart, and the temptation to taste her lips grew stronger. I swallowed hard, desperately trying to regain control over my desires. Mia teasingly moved away, a smirk playing on her lips as she observed my struggle.

In an attempt to clear my head and compose myself, I cleared my throat, breaking the charged moment between us.

I made my way through the lively crowd towards the bar, determined to fetch our drinks. As I approached, Salena appeared by my side and

through my body. "Logan, let's dance," she said, her voice filled with

for a moment, knowing that dancing was not exactly my forte. Before I could voice my reluctance, she effortlessly pulled me along, disregarding any protests I might have had. Surrounded by

the music reverberating through the air, we found ourselves in the heart of the

felt my heart race as her proximity became almost

abandon her on the dance floor. Reluctantly, I placed my hand gently on her waist, trying my best to match

Mia's POV.

Matt exclaimed, a mischievous grin

act. "Yes, Matt," I

you doing after the party?" Matt

Matt's

be safe

by myself, you know..." I started

Give me a chance. I really

you," I reluctantly agreed, succumbing to his

asking me to dance. As we made our way there, I spotted Logan and Salena sitting on a nearby couch Salena had slid into Logan's lap, wrapping her arms around his neck. My heart sank. Logan had gone to

Salena's company instead.

us towards them. "Mr. Mancini!

looking directly into Logan's eyes. "Why? I mean, how will you get back? Stay until morning. We can all

"Don't

Mr. Mancini.