Let Me Go My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 421

Chapter 421 Can Never Get Enough Of You
After a delectable dinner at their wedding reception, Sofia and Leonardo eagerly departed for the surprise Domenico had meticulously planned for them. Domenico, being Leonardo's best friend, knew him inside out, and his mischievous nature hinted at something unforgettable awaiting the newlyweds. Leonardo's curiosity bubbled as he wondered what Domenico had prepared to make their wedding night truly special.

As they arrived at the 7-star hotel, which happened to be one of Leonardo's properties, the anticipation only grew. Domenico had booked the most luxurious honeymoon suite, ensuring that every detail was perfect for the couple.

Stepping into the room, Sofia and Leonardo were immediately captivated by the breathtaking sight that unfolded before them. The suite was exquisitely decorated, setting a romantic and intimate ambiance. Scented candles were meticulously placed, casting a soft, flickering glow throughout the room. The air was filled with the sweet fragrance of rose petals that adorned both the floor and the bed, enhancing the aura of romance.

On a nearby coffee table, they noticed champagne chilling alongside two elegantly crafted glasses, inviting them to raise a toast to their love. Next to it, a heart-shaped red velvet cake beckoned, promising sweet indulgence. Leonardo's heart swelled with joy as he gazed at Sofia, her enchanting beauty illuminated by the gentle candlelight. Her eyes sparkled, and her lips formed a slightly parted expression of wonder and delight.

In the mesmerizing ambiance, Sofia couldn't resist exploring the room further. Each step she took seemed to magnify her allure, her silhouette bathed in the warm glow of the candles, making her presence even more alluring and sensual.

Unable to contain himself any longer, Leonardo closed the distance between them in swift strides, feeling an overwhelming desire to hold her in his arms. As he scooped her up, Sofia let out a playful squeal, wrapping her arms around his neck, holding on to him tightly. With tender affection, he gently laid her down on the bed, covered in a delicate layer of rose petals, a vivid symbol of their love and passion.

Leonardo hovered over her, his muscular frame enveloping her petite one, and their eyes locked in a deep, intimate connection

"I told you, Domenico has good taste, and look at the arrangements he made to make our wedding night perfect," Leonardo said, his warm breath caressing Sofia's earlobe as he spoke, sending shivers down her spine.

Her moan escaped involuntarily as his lips teased the sensitive area, and she eagerly tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him gently to meet her gaze. Her eyes locked with his, radiating desire and curiosity.

"I was wondering what kind of activities you both had been involved in so that he knew your taste so well," Sofia questioned playfully, narrowing her eyes at him.

With a mischievous glint in his eyes, Leonardo decided to tease her a bit. "Yeah! You can't imagine what type of activities we have done together," he replied, leaving a suggestive pause hanging in the air.

Her eyes squinted, and her eyebrows furrowed, conveying a mix of amusement and annoyance. He quickly realized he might have gone too far with his playful banter. Sofia pressed her palm against his chest, trying to push him away as her tone turned serious.

"Get off of me," she demanded, her voice firm and teeth gritted.

Panicking slightly, Leonardo attempted to explain himself, "Hey! Hey! Baby girl! I mean, it was before I met you. You know how I was in my old life."

Her reaction intensified, and her nostrils flared as she breathed heavily, her anger evident. Sofia glared at him, and the furrow on her forehead deepened, making Leonardo realize he had crossed a line.

In that moment, he understood that joking about his past was a grave mistake. He cursed himself for teasing her at the wrong time. This was not the reaction he had anticipated. He reached out to touch her cheeks, wanting to calm her down, but she slapped his hand away, rejecting his attempt to console her.

"Listen, listen! Baby girl! Listen to me..." he tried to plead, his voice softening, desperate to make amends and ease her anger.

“Ok, wifey! Calm down. It's our wedding night. Don't spoil this. I want it to be very special. Don't be angry. Come on!” Leonardo pleaded, his voice laced with a mixture of concern and desperation. He tried to make his face look as innocent as he could, hoping it might soften Sofia's mood.

“I spoiled this? You mean... I spoiled this?” Sofia's eyes narrowed as she glared at him, her frustration palpable. Leonardo knew that dealing with an angry wife was a challenge, and her pregnancy hormones only intensified her emotions.

“No, no, baby girl. I...” Leonardo attempted to explain, but Sofia cut him off, not letting him complete his sentence. The situation was getting more precarious by the moment, and he felt the weight of his words hanging in the air, knowing he had made a mistake.

God! Help me, please! Leonardo screamed in his mind, feeling the pressure of the situation building up.

“Don't call me baby girl. I am no longer a baby nor a small girl.” Sofia's voice was firm as she pointed a finger at him, her gesture both threatening and resolute.

“Ok, ok, angel! Calm down.” Leonardo swallowed hard, trying to think of anything that could pacify her anger. He knew he had to find a way to make things right.

Inwardly, he swore he was going to have a serious talk with Domenico. This situation had arisen because of Domenico's meddling, and now his ill-chosen words had added fuel to the fire.

Sofia turned her back towards him, sitting on the bed with her back straight and her arms crossed over her chest. Leonardo took a seat beside her, rubbing his forehead as he racked his brain for a way to change her mood quickly.

The atmosphere shifted as a surprising question escaped Sofia's lips, leaving Leonardo taken aback. "Do you regret being married and bound to one woman?" Her words hung in the air, filled with a mix of insecurity and vulnerability. Leonardo's mind raced, trying to understand the source of her doubt. He had always been devoted to her, and the mere thought of someone else never crossed his mind.

"No, baby," he replied, his voice tender and earnest. "Nothing is more special than you, not a person. I am so happy that you are my destination. I stopped at you to find my whole world in you. Don't ever doubt my love. I really love you so fucking much. Believe me or not," he assured her, his words carrying a genuine and authentic sincerity.

Sofia's furrowed brow softened as she gazed at him, reassured by his heartfelt response. But then, in a surprising twist, she made a daring demand. "Strip," she commanded, her voice holding a mix of playfulness and desire.

Leonardo's eyebrows shot up in amusement at her unexpected boldness. "Huh!" he snorted, chuckling at the audacity of her request. He had never seen her like this before, and it both thrilled and amused him.

But Sofia was resolute, repeating her request with a raised eyebrow and a pointed finger towards his shirt. "I said 'strip'," she insisted, leaning backward and supporting her weight on her palm, her blue eyes shining with a seductive allure.

With a playful smirk, Leonardo decided to play along. He removed his coat jacket first, loosening his tie as he did so. The room seemed to sizzle with anticipation as he slowly began to unbutton his shirt, one by one. Sofia's eyes followed his movements, captivated by the tantalizing reveal of his skin.

As he reached the last button, he pulled the shirt out of his pants and shrugged it off, revealing his toned chest and muscular physique. Sofia raised her head, her gaze now locking onto his lower half, and she playfully demanded, "Pants too."

Leonardo turned his head to the side, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. His once shy and innocent wife had now unleashed a fiery and confident side that both surprised and excited him. He undid his pants and slid them down, standing before her in all his bare-chested glory.

Leonardo swiftly unbuckled his belt, pulling the zipper down as he shed his pants. He deftly removed them, along with his shoes and socks, until he stood before her in nothing but his black boxers. The air crackled with anticipation as he wondered what thoughts were running through his wife's mind.

Sofia bit her lips, a playful glint in her eyes, and beckoned him closer with a crook of her finger. Motioning for him to hold her hand, she lured him towards the bed. Without warning, she used her strength to pull him down, and he landed on his stomach, lying beside her.

With a mischievous smile, she pressed her hand against his shoulder, signaling him to roll onto his back. Leonardo complied, his heart pounding with excitement. Sofia positioned herself over him, her captivating gaze locked onto his.

"I will make you forget any experience in your past, and you will only remember me," she challenged, her voice laced with confidence and desire.

Sofia's lips met his in a fervent kiss that left him breathless. The passion and desire behind her touch consumed him entirely, erasing any lingering thoughts from his mind. In that moment, nothing else mattered except the woman he held in his arms.

He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him, and gently placed his hand on the back of her head, deepening the kiss. With every movement of their lips, the intensity grew, and he lost himself in the taste and feel of her.