Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Brooklyn

I'm in a daze, half in consciousness, half out of it.

I hear a moan.

Did that come from me?

open my eyes, frowning. Where's the car? I close my eyes. against the warm yellow light of the room. I want to wake up, but I feel sleep pressing me back down-

A prick at my finger...

I jump at it, pushing away the hands that hold my arm-

"It's all right," a woman's soft voice says. "All done now..."

Then, a man's voice...

I-swim out of the darkness, propelled by fear. I know that voice.

"...to the lab, I want fast processing. I want it compared to the bloodline..."

I shake my head, groaning. I blink, looking around the finely furnished room. I don't know this place.

I push myself up until I'm seated with my feel curled beneath

me on a chaise lounge. I'm still wearing my club outfit, but someone has buttoned a man's white shirt over top of it.

Lena, but she feels far

finger. I look down to see a red dot on the end of it, the puncture

man demanding it be

It wasn't a dream!

seizes me. I must be somewhere on Kenwood's property. I grip the

windows, but they look out on

flood my mind. What the hell does Kenwood want with my blood? I can't begin to fathom what a criminal like him would be doing with my blood. Any option that runs. through my brain is terrifying. I stare

and I

stands in the doorway, studying me as I stare at him. I

feral, frightened creature, her

or scare me any further. After a long moment, he just closes

comes faster as he approaches, as he reaches in his pocket, brings forward-oh

away from it, and he sighs, continuing to hold out

I'm just

glancing

mother's knife. I leap forward to snatch it out of his palm, but he yanks it away, putting out his other hand to halt my movement. His hand lands squarely on my chest, and he gives. a tiny

his voice all authority. "I'll

I just want you to

at him, totally

you

says, leaning forward to loom over me, his voice merely a whisper, "I'll flush

and nod, my eyes on my mother's knife, desperate to get it back. It's

Knox?" he asks, straightening up and

of my hair around

name like that? "She gave it to

slowly, thinking. "When did

to carry it always, to remember her, and for