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.

feels far away. She's there, but everything is

my weight on my hands, I feel pain in my finger. I look down to see a red dot on the

my blood, the man demanding it be taken to the

It wasn't a dream!

must be somewhere on Kenwood's property. I grip the fabric of the couch, looking around

but they look

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 at the door, craning my neck and trying to see if I can scent or hear anyone outside of it. Maybe if I

door swings open, and

the doorway, studying me as I stare at

frightened creature, her

a long moment, he just closes the

breath comes faster as he approaches, as he reaches in his

he sighs, continuing to hold

knife, Brooklyn. I'm just returning your

still, glancing

but he yanks it away, putting out his other hand to

says, his voice all authority. "I'll

want you to

stare up at him, totally freaked

you don't answer

forward to loom over me, his voice merely a whisper, "I'll flush this knife down the drain, and you'll never see it

desperate to get it back. It's the only personal thing

Brooklyn Knox?" he asks, straightening up and putting the hand with the

stray strand of my hair around

"She

did

her will. My dad told me to carry it