Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 533 The Line Between Dream And Reality *Selena*

I stood there, a sense of uncertainty washing over me as Zander disappeared into the bathroom. The seconds felt like minutes as I waited, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts. The room seemed to tighten around me, and I found myself pacing back and forth, my eyes occasionally glancing at the ticking clock on the wall.

Finally, he emerged from the bathroom, clad in sleepwear that hung comfortably on his frame. His hair was still damp, each strand catching a glimmer of light as he ruffled it with his hand, a casual yet enticing gesture that sent a shiver down my spine. I swallowed hard, my heart doing an erratic dance in my chest. It was impossible to deny - my ex-mate looked strikingly hot.

"You want to use the bathroom?!" his voice broke through my reverie, concern knitting his brows together.

I shook my head slightly, still trapped in a trance, my voice held hostage by the sheer intensity of the moment.

"Okay, let's call it a night," he declared, his footsteps leading him to his customary side of the bed - the left.

I watched as he settled in, his eyes darting toward me when he noticed my immobility, his expression etched with a mixture of confusion and something I couldn't quite decipher.

"What are you thinking, Selena? Come and sleep," his voice held an air of authority, a command that I struggled to resist. But the bed, the place that once held both our dreams and whispered secrets, felt like a precipice I wasn't sure I was ready to venture onto.

couldn't meet his gaze as I said it, my eyes

bed is big enough for two of

he beckoned with a commanding presence, his words a gentle yet authoritative directive. "We have a lot to tackle tomorrow," he reasoned, a practical undertone weaving through his

a nervous nod, I willed

carry me

lips as I closed my eyes, silently urging my racing heart to calm down. I desperately wished for my heart to cease its wild dance, but the mere reality of lying beside Zander was

less

like

without looking, I could sense Zander's presence beside me. The air seemed to tingle with his proximity, and the enticing manly scent that was uniquely his made it nearly impossible to rein in my desires. I felt a subtle shift in the bed, his movements sending ripples through the sheets, and

offering a sense of security amidst the whirlwind of emotions. I closed my eyes and concentrated on my breathing, each inhale and exhale a lifeline as I tried

in years. The warmth of the bed

first light of morning

stirred awake. To my surprise, I was met with the gaze of Zander, his deep blue eyes locked onto mine. A soft smile curved my lips, a mixture of emotions passing between us. Inching closer, I nestled myself against his chest, feeling the

I was lying on his