Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 4

Chapter 4 Aden

"Colsen's a mad dog," I say. "We've got to put him down. I'll provide the muscle; all I ask is that you let us take care of it ourselves-between wolves. Don't interfere. As for the spoils...we split fifty-fifty."

Dutton narrows his eyes, then says, "I want eighty-twenty. For my agreement to let you handle it." My jaw is clenched so tightly, I'm worried I might crack my teeth. We wolves can heal from a lot, but we can't regrow teeth.

I don't let my frustration show, though. Hell, I don't care if Dutton takes it all, honestly. Dutton has power, but he's notoriously low on cash-a problem I don't have.

But letting him know that? Giving him exactly what he wants with no pushback? Fuck no.

He might think he has me over a barrel, but he doesn't. And if I let him think he can walk right over me, he'll go around saying so to everyone who will listen to him.

"Sixty-forty," I say as I look at my nails.

Dutton shrugs, not agreeing yet, but not pushing the matter further.

"What about the other bosses?" he asks. "Are you anticipating pushback from Remington?"

I shake my head. "Remington's distracted. His guys are running the game, but he's got some new clue

about his lost kid." I wave a hand, dismissing it. "He's not going to get involved right now.'

Dutton nods, giving me a small smile, and I realize that he already knew this. Dutton might not have cash,

but he does trade in secrets. Likely, Remington got the clue about his kid from the warden to begin with. The question was a test.

I don't like being tested.

If we weren't on Dutton's home turf, this conversation would have played out much differently.

wouldn't be very

Do we

then goes back to flipping through the files on his desk,

we were anywhere else, I'd rip one of his fingers off for

forever...he has to leave at some point. How's he's

he lives and how he comes and goes from to get in and out of the

large enough to drive through under the prison that run to

is.

the prison and doesn't actually ever leave, which is why no one has been able

gotten a little too comfortable,

of Colsen, once things

and I will make

the office,

take you along to your psychological assessment before

glare at him, but say nothing. This

is flexing his "muscles" on me because I didn't give in to his initial demand of

guard shrugs. "Standard procedure, Kenwood. All

I stay silent, following.

just

to a cinder-block cell at the end of the hallway, noting that my lawyer is standing outside the door. He rolls his eyes at me and points at

to

girl. A young woman-twenty-three, at

her lip and playing with the long red ponytail that drifts over her shoulder. Her mouth falls open, just slightly, as she

at the knees with anxiety, her short white skirt, that ridiculous

wrists weren't bound in silver, my canines would be dropping right now, my

from

pure as the