Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 12

Chapter 12

Aden

A few streets later, I'm surprised by the sound of her voice.

"Where...?" Her voice is breathy.

My gaze snaps to her, taking in her wide, beautiful eyes, the movement of her throat as she gulps in fear. She damn near jumps at the force of my glare, but then she braces herself. "Where are you taking me?" she demands, her voice more confident.

I go back to focusing on the road.

"Please let me go. They've got my sister back there... I don't know what they'll do to her!"

I make a mental note of it.

She tries again. "Please," she whispers. "I didn't mean any harm at the prison-

or here, I don't know what I did-"

"You didn't do anything," I say flatly, turning onto a side street.

Her voice is frantic when she tries again. "Are you...are you taking me to a brothel?"

I turn to stare at her, my brow furrowed with disgust and

confusion. She's shaking like a leaf in the front seat.

would I take you to a brothel,

make me...work there. Pay off

just saved this girl from Davis, and here she is accusing

is moving in the seat next to me, dipping

But what? Maybe a

quiet for a moment until-click, click. What is

bringing the flame so close to her

demands. Her voice is shaking, and she's flinching at the

against

"Brooklyn!" I roar.

she yells. "Or I swear

growl, slamming on the

forward, slamming her ribs into the dashboard, slipping down to the

work to

hit any other cars and that we're not rammed from behind. Then

park, spinning towards the

en

SWI

pressing one hand to her ribs. I grind my molars, frustrated, glancing over her to determine if anything is truly

she's okay, I tell myself. Any injuries are superficial and will heal

some of my anger before I can actually

back of the car for a metal box I keep there for moments. like this, with uncooperative captives. She speaks with

to

she whimpers, "the

this face. Maybe you'blet me work

dramatic,"