Let Me Go My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 460

Chapter 460 We Are Screwed
Ryder's POV.

We were gathered at Max's bachelor party, the atmosphere charged with excitement and revelry. The club pulsated with energy as laughter and music filled the air. Strippers adorned the stage, captivating the attention of the men in attendance. One particularly seductive dancer caught the eye of Logan, who sat there, seemingly disinterested in the provocative display.

As the stripper approached Logan, swaying her hips with a sensual allure, she positioned herself on his lap, initiating a lap dance that teased and enticed. Her movements were mesmerizing as she ground her posterior against his bulge, eliciting a reaction from him. Unexpectedly, Logan reached out, gripping her hips and effortlessly lifting her away from his lap.

I couldn't help but be intrigued by Logan's actions. In my wildest dreams, I never anticipated that he would reject the advances of a stripper at a bachelor party. It left me wondering what his reasons were for abstaining from the indulgences of the evening. As the thought lingered, Logan spoke, breaking the silence.

"Call Alex and find out if he plans on joining us," Logan requested, draining the remaining contents of his glass.

I had already reached out to Alex earlier, and he informed me that he was unable to attend. He claimed to be feeling unwell and lacking the strength to join the festivities. I relayed Alex's message exactly as he had expressed it.

"He's just making excuses, I'm telling you," Logan responded, annoyance evident in his voice. "Ever since he got married, he's changed."

I offered a counterpoint, emphasizing the importance of supporting Alex in his newfound commitment. "It's a positive thing, really. If he's willing to embrace his marriage and invest in the relationship, we should stand by him as true friends," I reasoned.

Logan pouted and sighed, voicing his nostalgia. "I miss my friend. Ever since Sarah entered his life, it feels like he's forgotten about his friends."

Understanding Logan's sentiment, I replied, "I know it's not easy to grasp someone else's emotions fully, but I can relate to what he might be experiencing. I've been feeling the same lately." A smile, unbidden, spread across my face as memories of Bella flooded my mind.

"What do you mean you understand? Are you in a relationship? With whom?" he asked, his tone laced with disbelief. I couldn't blame him

though, given our billionaire playboy reputation. No one would expect us to be involved in serious relationships.

"Um... as you know, I'm living with Bella..." I began explaining, but before I could finish, he interrupted impatiently.

"You told us she moved in because she couldn't find a dorm room," he inquired.

"I... I lied. She moved in with me," I revealed the truth.

"Oh my god! Ryder? Since when did you start keeping things from me? Looks like my two best friends have turned into traitors all because of some girls," he said, feigning a pained expression and wiping imaginary tears from his eyes.

"Cut it out, you jerk. You wouldn't understand. You'll only know when you meet a girl who completely captivates you," I retorted, rolling my eyes at his dramatics.

He grinned and nervously rubbed the back of his neck. "Actually... I do understand," he admitted.

"What do you mean?" I asked, raising an eyebrow curiously.