Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Brooklyn

I jump to my feet, blushing and heading for the door.

pors I reach it, Davis comes back in.

Whoa whoa whoa!" he says, putting up hands to stop me. I shrink in front of him.

"Where you going, baby?" He rubs a hand up and down myarm.

Instinctively, I jerk my arm away from him.

Davis keeps moving towards me, but for every step

he takes, I take one backwards. Soon, I feel myself bump into a table behind me.

He presses up against me. There's nowhere else to go.

His stink invades my nose, and I swallow down a gag.

Right now, I almost wish I were human so the smell of his body odor wouldn't affect me so much.

"You'd better be a good girl for me," Davis whispers, his hot breath on my face. "Or else your sister's gonna pay. She owes me a lot of money. Tonight, you're going to work some of it off." I'm scared to death, a little whimper escaping my mouth.

What does he even mean, that I'm going to work some off?

Dammit, why does shifting have to be forbidden around non-

pudgy fuck's stomach, I risk being banished, losing my job, my license to

some humans are

all the power right now, even though I'm at least three times stronger than

in here, will any of them even pay attention to what

their current

drawls from behind Davis. "That's my doctor you're harassing

the voice. I peer behind him, shocked. I

It can't be...

Werewolf Mafia

quiet finished with our sessions," Kenwood says. "So would you mind

up his hands.

him to get lost. Davis gives

step and takes my

and thumb, turning my face back

Did

in my

run. But I'm fixed in place, a mouse caught

put on a little show, for Davis there. If I let you go now, he'll probably cut your throat for the embarrassment you caused him." I glance over

ratchets up as I

another step

between the criminal in front of me and the savage by the bar want to bolt, but I know

and do gods know what to

Brooklyn," Kenwood says. "Shall

shoulder. Slowly, he wraps it around his finger, drawing the fabric taut against my skin. Then he yanks, snapping it. The left corner of my dress

chest. "I wanted to do this the

anymore. Something in his face, the desire I see there, makes me want more of it. Makes me want

is clawing and clawing at me,

is

sight of this dangerous, dangerous man