Let Me Go My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 545

Chapter 545 Seducing My Mate
*Blair*

I raised my head, and there he was, breathing heavily, his intense gaze fixed on me.

His stormy grey eyes held a torrent of emotions, and I couldn't help but feel my breath catch in my throat.

His eyes spoke volumes, revealing the raw desires swirling within him. It was as if his gaze could unravel the secrets of his heart, laying bare everything he felt

"Princess," he whispered, his voice carrying a dangerous edge that made me shudder in his arms. "I've warned you repeatedly to stay away, but you keep pushing my

buttons."

"I try to keep my distance, but..." I began, the ache in my heart palpable. It hurt more than he could possibly comprehend.

"But what?" he snapped, his piercing grey eyes never leaving mine.

"Why do you even care?" I shot back, a hint of defiance in my voice, attempting to free myself from his powerful embrace.

"You dare to snap at me?" he threatened, his words a harsh whisper that carried a dangerous weight.

"Who do you think you are, Beta Maddox Ainsworth?" I retorted, pushing against him, desperately trying to break free from his arms that held me in an unyielding embrace.

The furrow between his eyebrows deepened, casting a shadow on his furious expression as he locked eyes with me.

"Do I have to remind you who I am?" he gritted out, his frustration palpable.

I was exhausted by his unpredictable moods, the constant back and forth. Why couldn't he make up his mind?

"No, you need to remind yourself of who I am to you," I snapped back. "Because it's you who refuses to accept that we are mates." I whispered, sliding my hands along his chest, then grabbing his collar and pulling him down.

"No! You don't deserve this," he mumbled, an internal conflict playing out on his face.

Okay,BetaMaddox.Let'sseehowlongyoucanpretendtobeindifferent.

"Honey, I need you inside me, and your mark on my body. Please, Maddox!" I begged fervently, desperation in my voice. I seized his hand and slid it inside my pants,

inviting him to feel the wetness between my thighs.

He sucked in a breath, his body stiffening as if battling his desires.

"No, Blair, we have to stop," he mumbled, but he didn't pull away his hand. "Maddox, I've saved myself for you. No one has ever touched me or kissed me," I

tempted him. "This," I pressed his hand against my wetness, "is yours. Yours to touch and yours to...," I paused, the word hanging in the charged air, "...fuck."