Exposed to the CEO Behind the Mafia Mask (by Silver Spoon) novel Chapter 514

Chapter 514: Chapter 110 Interrogating the Inspector

Lila’s POV

I entered our secured bedroom where Daniel sat in his leather armchair, absorbed in intelligence reports from Thorne Corporation, dressed in his off-duty attire of dark slacks and a cashmere sweater. He glanced up as I walked past him without acknowledgment, closing the bathroom door behind me. Tonight, I had something special planned for my mafia inspector.

After my shower, I slipped into rose-colored lingerie crafted from delicate French lace, selected a silk scarf from our walk-in closet, and returned to face him. I placed the scarf on the nightstand beside our bed, feeling his dark eyes tracking my every movement, then turned to confront him directly. His reports now forgotten, he watched me with predatory intensity, offering that dangerous half-smile when our gazes locked. I approached his chair and leaned down until we were face to face.

"Inspector Martinez, explain yourself. You entered that Sullivan family associate’s private quarters, and she was barely dressed?" His smile disappeared instantly as he gave a reluctant nod. "What happened next?"

"Lila..." He clearly wanted to avoid revisiting the undercover operation.

"What happened next, detective?" I pressed, refusing to let him escape my interrogation.

He exhaled heavily. "She removed all her clothing."

"Step by step, Martinez. We’re reconstructing your compromising position before I decide your punishment." His confusion transformed into understanding. "What did she remove first?"

"She unfastened her brassiere and let it drop to the marble floor."

I stood, took a deliberate step backward, and unhooked my lace bra, allowing it to fall. His eyes darkened with recognition as he realized the game I was orchestrating.

"Continue," I commanded.

"She slid off her undergarments." His voice deepened with desire. I slowly removed my panties and kicked them aside with deliberate provocation.

"What did you do then, Inspector? Did you stare at her the way you’re devouring me with your eyes right now?"

"I never looked at her like this," he protested firmly. "She pursued me around that penthouse suite until I was cornered against the floor-to-ceiling windows."

"Demonstrate. That’s how proper reconstruction works in criminal investigations, isn’t it?" I challenged. He rose from his chair as I advanced toward him with calculated menace. He retreated step by step as I stalked him across our bedroom.

"It’s taking every ounce of my restraint not to pin you against this wall right now," he admitted, his smile turning wickedly dangerous.

"Did you tell her that?" I suppressed laughter at his increasingly frustrated expression.

"Absolutely not. I was planning my escape route." He continued backing away until the wall trapped him. I closed the remaining distance, pressing my naked body against his clothed form.

"What happened then?"

"She pressed herself against me and began touching me inappropriately."

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