Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 631

Chapter 631 Her Purpose
“You're not serious, are you?” I gasped, blinking at him as I nervously leaned back while he leaned closer to me.

He chuckled and, oh Goddess, the sound was so deep and teasing. “Why do you look so nervous, mate? I just asked for a kiss. That's it.”

“You are… you are shameless,” I mumbled, narrowing my eyes at the clear amusement he was taking in my misery.

“If anyone else had said that,” he growled, his voice carrying the unmistakable authority of an alpha, “they would’ve been dead by now.” His tone softened just slightly, though his gaze remained intense. “Only you can say such disrespectful words to me and get away with it. And still, you don’t understand—you don’t need to be nervous around me.”

Such a big ego my alpha had. Me? Afraid of him? Never. I was the queen of the Lunar Realm, a descendant of the Moon Goddess herself. I had no reason to fear him.

But… somehow, whenever he was this close, his presence seemed to mess with my resolve. My heart betrayed me, pounding loudly in my chest, and I found myself fumbling like a novice.

Stay strong, Selena! I reminded myself sternly.

Summoning my courage, I snapped back, “I don’t fear you, Alpha King.”

“Then give me a kiss,” he persisted, his tone low and determined.

I huffed out a breath.

“Fine!” I murmured, meeting his gaze as I leaned closer. His eyes darkened with desire, his breathing quickening in anticipation.

Biting my lip to suppress a grin, I tilted my head and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek.

“It’s done. Now let me go,” I said, leaning back with a triumphant smile.

The expression on his face was priceless—first stunned, then confused, and finally, downright annoyed.

“That’s not a kiss,” he said, his voice low and accusing.

“It is,” I insisted with a mischievous nod. “You didn’t say where.” I smirked, knowing I’d just outwitted the mighty Alpha King.

“You are cruel, mate,” he groaned, his frustration evident as he loosened his arms around me and reluctantly let me go. Without another word, he stalked out of the pack house, his footsteps echoing his irritation.

I couldn’t help but suppress a giggle as I watched him leave, the look on his face etched in my mind. My poor alpha. Still, a pang of guilt tugged at me—had I gone too far?

‘You’re very bad, Selena,’ Arena scolded me through our mind link, her tone half-amused and half-reproachful.