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-

to slash this pudgy fuck's stomach, I risk being banished,

how some humans are able

all the power right now, even though I'm

and even though there are other people in here, will any of them even pay attention to

their current

you mind?" The voice drawls from behind Davis. "That's my doctor you're harassing

turns towards the voice. I peer behind him, shocked. I recognize that deep, chocolate tone, and it sends a rush of

It can't be...

him, stands the Werewolf Mafia

weren't quiet finished with our sessions," Kenwood says. "So would you mind getting

putting up his hands. "I

get lost. Davis gives

forward a step

finger and thumb, turning my face back

Did you

in my

I'm fixed in place, a mouse caught by a

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 him."

up as I start

Kenwood takes another step closer to me. I'm

savage by the bar want

will it follow me out and do gods know what

little show, Brooklyn," Kenwood says. "Shall we make it

strap 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 left corner of my dress front sags down, revealing my silver strapless bra

at my chest. "I wanted to do this the first day we

his face, the desire I see

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

what is

this dangerous, dangerous man looking at me. with