Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband by Paga Slayer

Chapter 581 Wrong Intentions *Selena*

"Sir Nicholas, I have an urgent need for information regarding Damon," I stated, my voice betraying the urgency of my request. Time was of the essence, and I could ill afford any delays.

Nicholas regarded me with a knowing look, his lips curling into a mysterious smile. "Of course, my dear. I am more than willing to assist you," he said, his tone laden with intrigue. "Follow me," he commanded, gesturing for me to accompany him.

"Where?" I asked, furrowing my brow in confusion.

"To a place where you can find all the answers to your questions," he replied cryptically, leading the way. I followed him through a long, dimly lit corridor adorned with ancient hand-painted portraits hanging on the walls.

We entered a dimly lit room located three layers down in the basement, and the atmosphere felt unsettling. I could sense something off in the air. While vampires typically exuded a dark aura, this energy was different. As I stepped further into the room, the door closed behind me automatically, causing me to furrow my brow in suspicion.

"What was that?" I growled, my voice low and filled with irritation.

"Relax, Selena," Nicholas said calmly, his demeanor unaffected by the situation.

"No, first tell me why did you close the door," I demanded fiercely, my eyes narrowing in suspicion.

"You need to know about Damon's past, don't you?!" he shot back, his tone defensive.

"Then tell me quickly," I ordered, my gaze unwavering as I stared him down. Despite my demand, he remained silent, only smirking in response. It was clear he had no intention of sharing the information with me anytime soon.

I don't return quickly, Damon will unleash hell upon you," I threatened, my voice

peacefully," he grimaced, his tone

pleased if he finds out you've harmed me," I said, narrowing

raised a brow before letting out a chuckle that grated on my

mate away from him, can't I?" he gritted his

to the throne, not him. Now I have his mate in my possession. I'm intrigued to see whether he will choose

to think fast to get out of this place before Damon arrived

"If you let me go, I won't tell Damon about your deceit,

Nicholas laughed cruelly. "Take her to the sacrificial altar"

I protested, trying to free myself from their

we will not harm you," Nicholas cautioned,

me take control," Arena's howl reverberated through my mind, prompting us

my form

of horror down the

the prize. If I can possess you, golden wolf, I can wield your formidable

despicable wretch," Arena snarled, launching herself forward as the guards hurled silver chains in her direction. With the agility of a seasoned predator, she effortlessly evaded the chains, retaliating with

bellowed furiously, crimson droplets of blood staining

his palms radiated with an eerie glow, softly