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-

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

to see how some humans are

the power right now, even though I'm

there are other people in here, will

in their

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

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

It can't be...

Mafia King, hist hands casually in

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

Davis says, putting up

at him, telling him to get lost.

step and

thumb, turning

Brooklyn Knox. Did

thoughts freezing in my mind.

fixed in place, a mouse caught by

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." I glance over

ratchets up as

takes another step

criminal in front of me and the savage by the bar

out and do gods know what to

Brooklyn," Kenwood says. "Shall we

underneath the gossamer 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

he breathes, staring down at my chest. "I wanted

his face, the desire I see there, makes me

clawing at

is wrong with

dangerous man looking at me.