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.

the hell was my so-called help?! I took a deep breath to suppress my annoyance and kept a straight face. Determined to be of assistance, I took

you would tell me what you are looking for, I can help you find it,"

voice carrying his trademark coldness. "I am hungry, so I

preparing his own meal. It was

I whispered mockingly, "Have you ever

that as a werewolf, he could hear even the

determination to find what he needed was evident in

what you want to eat, and I will make it for you, Alpha," I

His response caught

Did I hear correctly?

Ramen?

despite my own fondness for it. I had a particular craving

here he was, desiring ramen. Such irony and twists of fate left me momentarily bewildered. Suppressing all the

beside the breakfast counter, a

he 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,

for it to reach a boil. Once the water was bubbling, I carefully poured

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

could even react, Zander was suddenly beside me, his presence commanding as he took hold 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 burning

"Goddess!"

Pet

bore into mine, his eyes reflecting a depth of passion and hunger that threatened to consume us both. Time seemed to stand still

Zander's eyes darkened further,

connection. The boundaries blurred at that moment as the need surged