Let Me Go, My Mafia Husband

Chapter 281 It Isn't Love

The warmth of the water cascaded over them, but the heat between them was even more consuming. Adam swiftly removed her clothes, his movements urgent with longing. Before Claire could process what was happening, his hands and mouth were on her, exploring every inch of her trembling body, igniting her senses. His lips trailed over her soft, pale skin, leaving a trail of red and purplish marks a testament to his passion.

Claire quickly realized that wearing revealing dresses would be out of the question for days. Adam's intensity was unmatched, his desire palpable. Unable to hold back any longer, he turned her toward the shower, guiding her to bend forward and place her hands on the wall. With an unrelenting fervor, he thrust into her from behind, the steamy water amplifying the heat of their passion.

They made love in the shower, the intensity of their passionate sex leaving Claire breathless and exhausted. She was so tired, she could barely keep her footing. When they were finally done, Adam gently wrapped her in a soft, white robe, then carefully helped her into bed, making sure she was comfortable before he went to get ready for his shoot.

Even on set, Adam couldn't focus. His thoughts were consumed by his wife her smile, her warmth, the way she made him feel like the luckiest man alive. The shoot felt like it was dragging on forever, and all he could think about was getting back to her. He couldn't wait for the moment when he could see his adorable, stunning wife again.

Throughout the shoot, Adam kept texting Claire during every break he got, eager for a response. But her replies were minimal, leaving him wondering what she could be so busy with that she barely had time to answer. A text from Adam Whitmore was usually a big deal- most people would be thrilled to hear from him. Yet, Claire didn't seem interested, and she wasn't even reading half his messages. This girl was something different.

After today's shoot, Adam had to make a public appearance with Claire. The plan was to go to a mall and shop together, projecting the image of a family-oriented and trustworthy man. It was a critical move for his career-his fans needed to see him as someone who valued family and responsibility. After years of being single and uncommitted, coupled with the recent engagement scandal with Mia, his producers and directors had emphasized the importance of maintaining a positive image and regaining the public's trust. The entire ride to the mall, where Claire was supposed to meet him, was filled with anticipation and excitement. Adam felt like a little boy eagerly waiting to unwrap a Christmas gift. It hadn't even been that long since he last saw her, yet the thought of seeing his wife again had him grinning like a fool.

Claire, meanwhile, was waiting discreetly at the mall, wearing a scarf and sunglasses to hide her identity. She stood in the crowd, watching as Adam arrived. Almost instantly, fans and media swarmed around him, cameras flashing and voices calling out his name. But Adam wasn't interested in any of them his eyes scanned the crowd, searching for just one person.

The moment Claire removed her scarf and sunglasses, smiling warmly in his direction, Adam's heart swelled. His lips curved into a genuine smile as his gaze locked onto hers.

Adam's steps moved with an

urgency all their own, his focus

locked entirely on his beautiful wife. The crowd around him erupted in excitement, fans shouting his name with wild fervor. Some were snapping selfies, others thrusting items toward him for autographs, but Adam barely noticed any of it. His sole desire was to reach Claire, to pull her into his arms, feel her soft warmth against him, and claim her

delicate lips with a kiss.

As his eyes met hers, Claire felt her cheeks flush under the intensity of his gaze. The longing in his eyes was unmistakable, and it made her heart flutter with excitement. She tried to move toward him, but the dense crowd made it nearly impossible.

"Adam, I love you!!!" screamed his fans from everywhere in the throng. Claire glanced around, seeing countless faces filled with adoration for the superstar. The desperation in their eyes, each girl hoping for even a fleeting moment of his attention, was a stark reminder of who Adam Whitmore was to the world.

Suddenly, a group of girls broke through the bodyguards' protective circle as Adam finally allowed them to approach for autographs to calm the frenzy. Their excitement was palpable, and one girl, in her exhilaration, nearly pulled her shirt off and lunged toward Adam, attempting to kiss him.

Claire froze in shock at the scene.

However, Adam's bodyguards

swiftly intervened, preventing the girlFrom NôvelDrama.Org.

from getting anywhere near him.

Yet, the reality of it all hit Claire hard. He was Adam Whitmore, the superstar heartthrob who could have any girl he wanted. These fans were younger, prettier, and more daring than she could ever be.

She reminded herself sharply, "Snap out of it, Claire. He's not your real husband!" The pang in her chest was undeniable, but she kept her expression calm, determined not to let her emotions betray her. Claire stood her ground, focusing on playing the part of the devoted wife. After all, that's what she had agreed to. That was what she was here for, and after all, she was being paid to act. It wasn't love it was a job.