Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 511

Chapter 511 Partners In Crime (Part 2)
*Selena*

I stood my ground, determined not to let him sneak past my facade.

"I told you the truth, Alpha. Please let me go," I insisted, my voice laced with indifference as I stared back at him, challenging his authority.

But instead of letting me go, he grabbed my hand, pulling me closer, taking me in his arms.

My breath hitched, the proximity between us was overwhelming.

"Why do you want me to go hard on you? Tell me what's going on in that tiny head of yours," he groaned, his arrogance dripping from his voice.

"Nothing is going on. I am here to do my job. That's all," I gritted out, meeting his gaze with defiance. "Let me go," I whispered angrily, the frustration building within me.

He smirked at my failed attempt to break free from his hold.

"Leave me, or I will shout and tell everyone that this perverted Alpha is taking advantage of me," I threatened, glaring at him. But to my despair, his gaze made my resolution weak. Amused expression crept across his face.

"Go ahead," he taunted, his voice filled with confidence.

Then I remembered that the room was on the second level. No one would hear me through the thick walls of his room. However why would his pack members believe me?!

Frustration mingled with curiosity as I searched his eyes.

"What do you want?" I frowned, trying to understand his motives.

"You!" he replied promptly, surprising both of us.

I narrowed my eyes, watching his lips part as if he was taken aback by his own words. Huh?!

He shook his head slightly, regaining his composure.

"Was it Lyon again?" I asked, still entangled in his arms, wondering if Lyon was influencing his behavior like last time.

"Umm... Yeah!" he sounded hesitant, and that was strange.

"I want an honest answer," Zander's voice turned cold once again, his cockiness returning.

"I gave you an honest one," I snapped, bitterness lacing my words.

"Then I need to check your body. What if you have stolen something from my room?" he threatened dangerously, his eyes narrowing.

"What?" I exclaimed, taken aback by his sudden demand.

"Wait!" I shouted as his hands began to roam over my body, inching my clothes up.

The contact of his fingers against my skin ignited sparks, causing goosebumps to erupt wherever he touched me. But he didn't stop, his touch becoming more insistent, slowly dragging my T-shirt up.