Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband (Aria and Alessandro) novel Chapter 653

Chapter 653 My Eager Mate
*Selena*

After I felt better I insisted to the doctor that I wanted to go home. Blair and Austin stayed with me. Austin adamantly refused to leave without me. My sweet boy was so attached to me, and it melted my heart with love for him.

Zander arrived a while later and took me home, but I still wasn’t speaking to him. How could he even think I’d been with another man? Blair had already informed me that the vampire king had been sent off respectfully, accompanied by Zander’s apologies.

What concerned me more was whether Jasper would stick to our plan or if his encounter with Zander might have changed his mind. I needed to contact him again—just not now.

Right now, all I could focus on was the fire burning inside me. Goddess, I was overwhelmed with need. Knowing we were expecting another baby had only heightened my longing for my mate. It had been so long since we’d been truly intimate, and I couldn’t fathom how he’d managed to maintain such self-control.

But I wasn’t strong enough—not when I knew how utterly irresistible he was. My alpha mate—the sexiest man alive, mine and only mine. Just the thought of him sent a rush of heat through me, and I couldn’t hold back any longer.

In my room, I waited for his return, anticipation building with every passing moment. Finally, the door creaked open, and there he was—the man of my dreams, standing before me. The innocent, almost pitiful look on his face tugged at my heart, making me want to run straight into his arms. But I held back, determined to wait and see what he would say.

“Are you still angry, mate?” he asked in a soft, sad voice.

Aw, my resolve wavered at his tone. I wanted to comfort him, to assure him that everything was okay, but I decided to make him squirm a little longer. After all, he deserved some teasing as punishment for doubting our mate bond.

I turned my back on him, huffing in fake annoyance. “Oh, now you care about me?”

“I’ve always cared about you, baby,” I heard him say, his footsteps drawing closer until he stopped right behind me. I bit my lip, struggling to maintain focus as his intoxicating scent—pure masculinity with an earthy undertone—threatened to cloud my thoughts.

Spinning around, I faced him, finding him standing tall before me, his blue eyes, now dark and intense, fixed on mine.

“If you cared so much, how could you accuse me of carrying someone else’s child?” I shot back, crossing my arms across my chest.