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 did he know

close to me now, glaring

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

my mouth as I do so, watching the action. Slowly, he exhales and, for an instant, pulls

lengths of our bodies are pressed together,

seeping into me as my legs weaken and my

this man doing

he

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 isn't Knox, it's

for you for a long

my breath leaving

never

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 a bright, laughing

red

How could she...?

Me,

piece of paper in front of my face. I take it

match for paternity with Patient B,

breathe, looking up at Aden.

I found you,"

back to myself a little at his words and

strip club, thrown over- someone's shoulder,