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 work

see how some humans are able to

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

even though there are other people in here, will any of them even pay attention to what happens to me?

their

voice drawls from behind Davis. "That's my

behind him, shocked. I recognize that deep, chocolate tone, and it

It can't be...

Mafia King, hist hands casually

finished with our sessions," Kenwood says.

boss," Davis says, putting up

him to get lost. Davis gives me a dirty look as

forward a step and takes my

thumb, turning my

Brooklyn Knox. Did

him, all thoughts freezing in my

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

he purrs. "We're going to have to 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

breath ratchets up as I start

Kenwood takes another step

savage by the bar want

and

Brooklyn," Kenwood says.

that holds my dress up at the shoulder. Slowly, he wraps it around his finger, drawing the fabric taut against my skin. Then he yanks, snapping it. The

down at my chest. "I wanted to do

I know that it's not just fear that's racing through my veins anymore. Something in his face, the desire I see there, makes me want more of it. Makes me want him to want

clawing and clawing at me, desperate for this man's

what is

this dangerous, dangerous man looking at me. with