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-

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

to see how some humans are able to use and manipulate

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

frozen, and even though there are other people in here, will any

in their

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

weight lift off me as he turns towards the voice. I peer behind him, shocked. I

It can't be...

the Werewolf Mafia King,

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

says, putting up his hands. "I

at him, telling him to get lost. Davis gives me a dirty

a step and takes

thumb, turning my face back

Knox. Did you miss

thoughts freezing in my mind. Part of me-

should scream and run. But I'm fixed

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 him." I glance over at

ratchets up as I

step closer to me. I'm

the criminal in front of me and the savage by the bar

will it follow me out and do gods

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

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

at my chest.

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

and clawing at me,

what is wrong

dangerous man