Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 505

Chapter 505 Midnight Ramen *Selena*

Sitting in my dimly lit room, I could feel the anticipation building as I opened my laptop. The anonymous client of mine hadn't contacted me in two days. The screen flickered to life, and within seconds, a text message appeared from the anonymous client. My heart glinted with hope as I read the words: Help is there. Get back into action.*

I leaned back in my chair, absorbing the gravity of those few words. Tonight was the night, the moment when I had to prove my worth by breaking into the world's most secure system. It was a challenge that only a genius hacker like myself could undertake. With a sense of determination burning in my chest, I knew I had to seize this opportunity.

Time seemed to slow down as I glanced at the clock on my desk. I could feel the nervousness trying to rise in my heart again, but I pushed it down with the realization that I had help in the pack house who would handle the cruel Alpha King from reaching me. Midnight approached the critical hour when the shift of security guards changed. It was the perfect window of opportunity for me to execute my plan. I had already meticulously studied the security protocols and mapped out every detail of the building's layout. Now, it was time to put my skills to the test, and I was determined.

As I waited in the darkness of my room, the minutes felt like hours. The silence was broken by a sudden clamor of utensils rattling in the kitchen. Frustration welled up within me as I cursed under my breath.

Who in their right mind would be awake at this ungodly hour?

Driven by curiosity and the need for silence, I sighed and closed my laptop, leaving behind the glow of the screen. I stealthily made my way toward the kitchen, determined to investigate the disturbance. As I approached, I caught a glimpse of a figure moving about.

I found the great Alpha King Zander Blake occupied in the pack's kitchen, his attention focused on the countertop as he rummaged through various items. The choice loomed before me, threatening to disrupt the delicate balance between caution and ambition. I knew that any delay could jeopardize my mission, yet curiosity sparked within me, and I approached him cautiously, my eyes fixed on his every action.

"Alpha," I called out, and his head snapped toward me, briefly glancing in my direction before returning his gaze to the slab where he continued his search.

Without acknowledging my presence, he muttered something under his breath that I couldn't hear, leaving me unsure of my place in the situation.

"How may I assist you, Alpha?" I inquired with a firm and dutiful tone as an omega.

Again, he remained silent, his focus unwavering.

and kept a straight face.

for, I can help you find it," I offered, my

trademark coldness. "I am hungry, so I am making something for myself to

authority, was preparing his own meal.

my intrigue, I whispered mockingly, "Have you ever cooked in your

that as a werewolf, he could hear even

surprise, he remained silent, his attention focused on the contents of the refrigerator and the food containers. His determination to find what he needed was evident in his unwavering gaze. Taking a deep breath, I

want to eat, and I will

response caught me

Did I hear correctly?

Ramen?

flooded my mind, back to the time when we were married. Zander had never shown any interest in ramen, despite my own fondness for it. I had a particular craving for eating ramen at midnight, and whenever I cooked it, he would look at me as if I were indulging in the most repulsive meal in the

desiring ramen. Such irony and twists of fate left me momentarily bewildered. Suppressing all the emotions that flooded my memory, I turned to him with a

beside the breakfast counter, a safe distance away from me. "I will get

took a seat. The intensity of his eyes on me was palpable, and it made me momentarily lose focus on the task at hand. I fought against the swirling emotions within me, determined to push

reach a boil. Once the water was bubbling, I carefully poured in the chicken broth, its aromatic scent filling the

as if his gaze bore into my very soul, stirring up a mixture of emotions within me. The memory of his kiss from last night lingered in my mind, and my hand faltered for a split second, causing my finger to come into contact with the boiling water. I cursed

of my injured hand. My breath hitched at the unexpected proximity, my heart pounding in my chest. He guided my burned finger to his mouth, his lips enveloping them gently, his tongue caressing the

"Goddess!"

Pet

a surge of sensation coursed through me. The overwhelming intimacy of the moment sent shivers down my spine, making my core throb with desire. His intense gaze bore into mine, his eyes reflecting a depth of passion and hunger that threatened to consume us both. Time seemed to

Zander's eyes darkened further,

connection. The boundaries blurred at that moment as the need surged through my veins, leaving me breathless and vulnerable. Unconsciously, I licked my dry lips, a reflexive response to the overwhelming sensations that coursed through my