Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 523

Chapter 523 Who Is Jealous, Alpha King? *Selena*

Oh no! How could I be so careless? But... but he was the one who instigated my reaction. My eyes darted back and forth between Zander's once pristine white shirt and his tailored, expensive grey suit, worth a fortune, now colored in juice, and the shattered glass jug on

the floor. Panic surged through me as I worried about what others might think, assuming I did it intentionally.

"Oh, my Goddess! I'm sorry, I am so sorry, Alpha," I mumbled, clasping a hand over my mouth, my heart racing with embarrassment. I reached out, instinctively grabbing Zander's hand, and pulled him towards the sink, eager to salvage the situation.

"I swear I didn't spoil your clothes intentionally," I uttered in a rush, trying to explain myself. With a sense of urgency, I grabbed a glass, filling it with water, and splashed it onto his shirt, frantically trying to wash away the colorful, tangy stain from his expensive white fabric. He flinched, muttering a curse under his breath, and I felt even worse for the mess I had caused.

"Oh no, you're drenched, and you have to go to the office," I murmured worriedly as I watched water droplets trickle down his now-drenched clothes.

"It's okay, Selena," he assured in his deep voice, attempting to reassure me.

"I am sorry," I mumbled again, shaking my head in genuine regret, hoping he would understand that my actions were accidental.

In an unexpected move, he grabbed my hand and pulled me closer, his gaze intense, and my heart skipped a beat.

"One more time, you say sorry, and I will kiss you," he threatened playfully, causing my eyes to widen in surprise.

I blinked, my heart racing as I quickly glanced around the kitchen. What if someone heard us? Luckily, all the omegas were busy serving on the dining table, leaving us alone in the kitchen.

"Your shirt," I gasped, my eyes shifting back to his drenched clothes, feeling guilty for ruining his outfit.

"You can spoil as many shirts as you want; I don't mind," he whispered, a hint of a smile forming on his lips, and my heart fluttered at the sight of his unexpected grin.

Goddess, he actually smiled! It was a stark contrast to my memory of my cruel ex-mate who never smiled.

"Selena!" I heard a thundering voice, and instinctively, I pulled my hand from Zander's grasp, though he didn't let go. My head turned abruptly to find Eden glaring at me with intense disapproval. "You useless, clumsy butler!" she spat out, her words sharp and filled with disdain.

"How dare you spoil Alpha's clothes," she gritted her teeth in anger, clearly infuriated by the situation.

anger in his tone. "It's not

fear, feeling the overwhelming aura emitting from the Alpha King. The atmosphere around Zander turned

voice commanding and authoritative, demanding obedience. Eden immediately ran off, looking horrified. Alpha King's aura

whispered, surprising me once more as both his voice

I couldn't tell if this

breakfast table. The omegas were bustling around, efficiently serving everyone and placing plates of food before them.

cheeks flushing slightly despite my denial. She grinned mischievously,

know why you're blushing today," she teased, winking at me, which made me gasp. What

regain my composure,

the beans, "Prince Damon is here for breakfast today, and he

the unexpected news. "Prince Damon?! What is he doing here? I thought he was staying at the Moonglow

lazy omegas," Eden

our conversation. "Stop gossiping and go back to

be waiting for you to

breakfast. You know the

warned

of our duties,

quick look

understanding and hurriedly

returned to our tasks.

caught sight of Prince Damon, looking effortlessly handsome in his casual attire. His presence was magnetic, drawing attention from everyone in the room, including me. "Good morning. How are you, Selena?"

thank you, Prince Damon," I replied softly, feeling my

Damon," he insisted, his eyes locked onto mine. An unknown

my job, focusing on serving breakfast to the royals. Zander had changed into a new black suit and white shirt. He

LOV

me. I could feel his eyes

the plates, Damon called

he asked politely, but his direct approach before everyone

immediately regretting my abrupt response. "I mean, I have work, and I don't get a day off," I stumbled over my words, trying to find a way to decline without offending him. "Oh, that will not be a problem if I talk to Miss Avery," Damon offered, showing

toward Avery, his charming