Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

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Matteo didn't know how those words left his mouth, but as he heard himself speak, he realized they were born from the emotions he had been suppressing for so long-the fear of losing her that had been haunting him for so long.

Now, he understood what he had always wanted: it was her. Only her. No one else. She was the relief, the calm he had been searching for his entire life. He found the comfort and security with her that he had always been looking for, something he never had, even when he lived with his family. She was everything that could make him complete, and lie wasn't going to let her go. Never.

He was ready to take the one risk he had feared his entire life: to commit to one woman. He genuinely wanted a real relationship this time and to spend his whole life with her.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Matteo felt a wave of relief wash over him as he accepted this feeling his mind had tried to deny for so long. His heart had made it so simple in one moment of insecurity.

Emily blinked in disbelief, her expression mirroring the shock in her heart, and Matteo felt a pang of disappointment at her lingering doubts. But he was determined to do anything to make her realize that he was serious-very serious-about her.

"I want you, mon amour, and I want only you," he confessed, his voice laced with desperation as he looked deep into her eyes, hoping she could peer into his heart and see the truth in his words.

Enchanted by the sincerity in Matteo's gaze, Emily felt her heart melt. The honesty in his voice ignited something within her, and before she could think twice, her hands instinctively found their way to the back of his neck, pulling him down toward her. She rose on her tiptoes and pressed her lips against his with a fervor that felt essential, as if her very existence depended on this moment.

Matteo's eyes widened in surprise, the breath catching in his throat. The intense sensation made his heart pound loudly, slamming wildly against his rib cage. The warm, soft lips of the one woman he truly desired pressed against his, kissing him as if her very life depended on the kiss. He gasped, a shuddered breath escaping him, before tightening his arms around her waist. He pulled her closer, lifting her slightly off her feet as he kissed her back with everything he had, pouring all of his emotions into that one moment. "God, I've waited for this moment for so long, mon monde," Matteo whispered against Emily's lips between deep, heated kisses.

He felt like he could finally breathe, as if life had surged back into him, and a light had broken through the dark clouds, illuminating his entire world. She was his everything, his whole world and while he couldn't pinpoint exactly when she became the center of his universe, one thing was clear-he couldn't imagine life without her.

"Shut up and kiss me," Emily murmured, her voice teasing as she bit his plump bottom lip, tugging it between her teeth.

"Fuck, I'm never going to stop, mon amour," he growled, his hands gripping her hips possessively. He lifted her effortlessly, and Emily's legs wrapped instinctively around his waist as he carried her to the living room, desire simmering between them.

He only stopped when they were inside the flat, slamming her back urgently against the nearest wall. Without hesitation, Matteo kissed her with even more passion and raw desire, his lips hungry against hers. His eyes, now darkened with lust, locked onto Emily's as his hands slowly crawled up her sides, lifting her tank top along the way. His fingertips brushed over her soft skin, tracing her curves, sending shivers down her spine.

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Emily gasped into his mouth, her breath hitching as her hands left Matteo's neck and drifted down to his chest. She fumbled with the few buttons still fastened, desperate to feel more of him, her fingers trembling with anticipation. With each button she undid, her fingers brushed against his warm skin, sending shudders coursing through his body and leaving him breathless. The tension crackled in the air, electric and palpable, as their need for each other intensified.

Matteo groaned, his voice low and raw, a primal sound that sent Emily's emotions on a roller coaster ride. His body reacted instantly to her seduction; he pressed his hips forward, grinding his hard bulge against her, their bodies so closely entwined that there wasn't a sliver of space between them. Emily's legs, still wrapped tightly around his waist, pulled him even closer, deepening the friction between them. The heat radiating from their bodies sent waves of electricity coursing through both of them, drowning out everything but the overwhelming desire, lust, need, every emotion they felt for one another.

Their heartbeats synchronized, their heavy breaths entwined-a constant reminder of the desperate longing that consumed them both. Emily's fingers finally slipped beneath his shirt, exploring the hard planes of his chest, sending waves of desire through Matteo as he felt like he might explode at any moment. Her soft, desperate touch drove him wild, igniting a maddening urge to rip their clothes off and bury his aching, throbbing cock deep inside her slick warmth, claiming her completely.

"God, bébé," he murmured, his breath warm against her ear as his voice laced with desperation and authority. "I want you. I want you right now."