Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

Brooklyn

He pauses at the door, still for a moment. Then, slowly, he turns.

"Hudson?" he asks, his eyes close upon me.

I nod vigorously. "Hudson, your son? He's..." I bite my lip, suddenly embarrassed. "He's my boyfriend."

Aden laughs then-a real, shocked laugh. He wipes a hand down his face, shaking his head.

"My son Hudson is your boyfriend," he says, repeating my words and looking up at the ceiling in disbelief.

I nod again, biting my lip against the tiny white lie-

he's not my boyfriend anymore, after all. But I'm desperate for this to work.

"Well, isn't that...serendipitous," he says.

Aden is still for a moment and then strides across the room, back towards me. When he gets to the lounge he grabs me by the elbow, pulling me to my feet, shaking me so that I pay attention to his words. "Brooklyn, you little fool, don't you know who you are?" His voice is angry, as if frustrated by my incompetence.

"I'm-I'm-" My face is lost in confusion. I just told him who I am...

"Who you are, Brooklyn. Haven't you ever asked any questions about your mother? Your biological father?" He shakes my arm again as if trying to jog my memory.

in shock, confusion. How

me now, glaring down into my

pull it into my mouth, desperate not to show weakness.

watching the action.

lengths of our bodies are pressed together, the

seeping into me as my legs weaken and

is this man

then he

secrets from you. The woman who owned that knife was Catalina O'Leary, the mistress of Lennox Remington." He looks me up and down, crossing his arms. "We did a DNA test," he continues, "against a secure sample about an hour ago. Your name

been looking for you for a long

the couch, my breath leaving

had never

gical dad, never felt any need or desire to. There was one picture of me as a baby with my mother, standing next to a strange man, though I was never really curious. I have no idea Where that photo

But could it be?

are of

red

How could she...?

mafia mistress? Me, the

of paper in front of my face. I take it from Aden's hand with shaking fingers

biological match for paternity with Patient B, identified

is my blood?" I breathe, looking up at Aden. He

found you,"

back to myself a little

be harassed in a strip club, thrown over- someone's shoulder,