Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Chapter 266 The First Dance +8 Pea

Adam waited outside, growing uneasy as each second passed without a sign of Claire coming out of the bathroom. His unease twisted into suspicion, then anger. Unable to hold back, he stormed inside, shovin the door open with force.

His gaze locked onto Claire and Daniel, standing far too close for comfort. A surge of fury flooded throug him, igniting his rage to an explosive level. Without a second thought, he lunged forward, yanking that man away from his wife and immediately landing punch after punch on his face.

"How dare you touch my wife," Adam roared, his voice thick with fury. Claire's heart raced in panic-wha if someone saw him beating Daniel like this? He couldn't afford the scandal or the damage it would do to his reputation. Desperately, she tried to pull him away. "Adam, please, leave him!" she pleaded, placing a trembling hand on his arm. His gaze snapped toward her, eyes bloodshot and blazing with rage, sending a shiver down her spine.

"The media is here," she whispered urgently. Adam's jaw clenched as he gritted his teeth, then, with a final shove, he threw Daniel to the floor. Swiftly, he grabbed Claire's arm and pulled her out with him.

Claire hurried to keep up, confused by the intensity of his anger. She had seen him upset before, but neve like this-this was a fury she hadn't thought possible. She quickened her steps, trying to match his long, fast strides.

She stumbled a few times, but Adam didn't stop. He didn't return to the wedding hall; instead, he headed straight for their suite on the hotel's top floor. With a forceful shove, he ushered her into the VIP elevator before entering after her. As the doors closed, he kept his grip firmly on her arm. Claire winced, feeling the pain from his tight, unrelenting hold on her delicate skin.

Instinctively, Claire tried to pull free, but Adam only tightened his grip, pulling her even closer. His furious gaze

gaze locked onto her pleading eyes, and for a brief moment, something shifted within him-his anger started to fade, and a sense of calm began to settle in his chest. Yet, he didn't want to let this matter go so easily. He averted his eyes, staring straight ahead, waiting for it to reach the top floor.

The elevator chimed, and the doors slid open. Adam dragged Claire out with force, heading straight toward their suite. Her panicked eyes darted around, but she felt a small relief seeing the corridor silent and empty-this was the VIP floor, accessible only to a select few, and most guests were still in the hall watching the wedding ceremony.

"Adam, you're hurting me," Claire protested as they entered the suite, and he locked the door behind them.

Adam cursed under his breath, finally releasing her hand and noticing her rubbing the spot where he'd gripped her.

"What the hell were you thinki

meeting your boyfriend in the bathroom?" he snapped, anger still simmering. "Why did you even invite him here?"

Claire's face flushed with embarrassment and fear, but before she could answer, he continued, "You know you broke the terms of our contract, right?"

Claire's eyes widened, her heart racing with a dreadful realization. She knew all too well how ruthless Adam could be toward those who broke his rules or crossed him. Was he really going to make her face the consequences and demand the penalty? The thought sent a chill through her-fifty million. An impossible sum one she could never repay in her lifetime.

Chapter 266 The First Dance

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At the reception, Aria felt a twinge of guilt for sharing Matteo and Emily's big day. So, when the first dance for the couple was announced, Emily and Matteo urged Alessandro and Aria to join them on the dance floor first, Aria refused.

"No," Aria declined politely. "We've already shared your day; now it's all yours."

"Don't say that," Emily replied, smiling warmly.

"Yeah, we're lucky that we four can have our special day together," Matteo added, giving Alessandro a friendly shoulder bump. "That's called true friendship.

"Exactly, so don't feel like you stole our spotlight," Emily chimed in, waving her hand playfully. "There's nothing like that at all."

"Alright," Aria replied, touched by their kind words. "But I still want you both to have the first dance." She gently held Emily's hand, glancing between Matteo and her.

Emily squeezed her hand with a smile. "How about we all join in for the first dance of the newlyweds?" she suggested.

"No, Emily," Alessandro interjected firmly, his tone leaving no room for debate. He understood what Aria wanted, and he would make sure she got it. "You and Matteo are the newly wedded couple, so you'll go first." 7.6K

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