Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 538 Sensual Interrogation *Selena*

As I stepped into the kitchen to carry out my duties, an unsettling feeling immediately enveloped the room. The atmosphere seemed far from normal. A distinct absence lingered, a void left by Lola's departure. The Omegas regarded me with disdain as though I held some responsibility for Lola's untimely demise.

I, too, missed her dearly; her sudden death was a wound that hadn't yet healed. Lola had been more than a friend, a sisterly figure with an unparalleled sweetness.

Avery and Eden's expressions were far from welcoming. Their glances conveyed a palpable unhappiness as if my presence there was undesirable. Eden deliberately assigned me an array of arduous and extra chores, attempting to keep me

preoccupied. Despite the hardship, I needed to see it through. Time was slipping away, and the urgency of my next move pressed upon me. Eventually, lunchtime came and went, and the kitchen was finally clean. A rare moment of tranquility settled upon me.

During breakfast and again at lunch, I noticed Zander seated at the table. Yet, he maintained his customary cold and distant demeanor. According to our devised plan, he acted indifferent, preserving the appearance that nothing had changed between us. As Maddox departed with Zander after lunch, I subtly signaled Emile to follow me discreetly to the storeroom.

Closing the door behind us, Emile couldn't help but inquire, "What's the matter?" With precision, I delivered the news, "The task is complete."

Her eyes widened in a mixture of surprise and elation. "You mean...?!" she trailed off, awaiting confirmation.

I nodded, a sense of accomplishment settling over me. "Yes."

In a voice stripped of emotion, she inquired further, "Where is the data?" "I have it with me," I responded succinctly as Emile's gaze bore into me. "Hand it over," she demanded impatiently, her tone edged with urgency.

"Emile, this information is highly confidential. Therefore, I intend to deliver it only to your boss," I declined firmly, my head shaking in a resolute manner.

"Pass me the data, and I'll ensure it reaches the boss," Emile retorted with a scowl etched across her face.

"No, Emile. I can't place my trust in you," I replied curtly, a slight smirk playing on my lips. This was the push I needed - to rile her up and provoke a reaction.

"How dare you?" she snapped, her anger flaring. That was the tipping point I aimed for, hoping she would lose her temper and let slip her secrets.

"It's not a matter of blame, Emile. The simple truth is, I can't rely on your word. If you're capable of deceiving your own pack and even the alpha, then there's no guarantee you won't deceive others. What if you decide to sell this crucial data to a third party? My safety would be at risk," I reasoned calmly, a nonchalant shrug accompanying my words. "I'm not willing to take that chance. I'll entrust this information only to the boss."

bore into me, her eyes narrowing in a glare. The

evident in her tone. "I'll arrange a

retorted swiftly, my curiosity

whispered, her voice laced

with which she gave in surprised me. So, tonight I was going to find out who was behind all this. However, it could mean one more thing - the

tone stripped of emotion. I needed to inform

was about to leave when a sudden realization struck me, prompting me to

you send that rogue to kill me last night?" I queried, tilting

brow in confusion. "Why on earth would I do something like that?" Her words came out in a

no personal grudges against you. Taking your life wouldn't align with our plan. We understand that you're the only one capable of retrieving the data for us. So, it's illogical for us to want you dead," she

me, a sense that there was more to this situation than met the eye. "Be

unmasking the mastermind behind it all. However, the challenge lay in how to approach him without arousing suspicion, as he was rarely alone. With my heart racing audibly, I mustered the courage to send a

*It's urgent.*

phone, my lips nervously caught between my teeth. I pondered

surprise, a reply

*Come to my office.*

in my chest. Despite the risks involved, I mustered the determination to proceed and meet him. The journey to his

appeared empty, devoid of anyone's presence. Just before I could muster the courage

with a shy smile, my cheeks flushing as memories of our intense lovemaking

missed you, baby" his voice was a tender whisper as he drew me inside and

together, leaving no space for even a breath of air to pass. His heart pounded against my chest, the rhythm of his desire palpable. Strong, muscular arms

fervent. His face buried into my neck as

a bit tight," I voiced a slight whine, his embrace

apologize, my

you at the breakfast table," he confessed, his gaze admitting to an observance that hadn't escaped his notice The urge to kiss you during lunch was almost unbearable. And now, with you in my

cradling me as he crossed the room and gently deposited me onto the table. With a single sweeping motion, he cleared away the items that cluttered its surface, The clattering of objects hitting the floor sent a shiver down my spine, but Zander's unwavering focus on me erased any other thought from my mind. His hands began a deliberate journey, tracing the contours of my legs and causing my dress to ride up as he moved. I couldn't help but bite my lip, my breath hitching in response. The sensation of his seductive