Chapter 15

Chapter 15

Brooklyn

"That's impossible!" I gasp, staring up at him. "You can't force

me to marry someone against my will!"

He laughs at me, holding me closer to him, still looking dow into my face. "Anything I want you to do is possible, sweetie?

I press my hands against his chest, trying to push away. "Nobody has arranged marriages anymore. This isn't the eighteenth century!"

He laughs again and lets me go. I skitter away from him, stumbling a bit.

"You're in my world now, Brooklyn," he says, calmly puffing his hands in his pockets. "The world you were born fo. Do you think laws really matter in the underworld, the world outside of the stupid bureaucracy you've deluded yourself into thinking keeps you safe?"

My jaw drops open at this arrogance. "I have rights!"

"You have nothing," he barks, taking a step forward towards me. "The only thing that matters is power. Which is money.

Which is might. You have none of this. The only thing that gives you anything in this world, Brooklyn, any protection, is your bloodline.'

His gaze flicks to the piece of paper that lays crumpled on the

"Which you are so eager

few steps back, trying to comprehend

"There are...laws..."

to my own ears, my voice is

head

ou sweet, innocent thing," he

back up until my back is against the wall. Two more steps, and he's looming over me, his wolf flashing bright

catch my breath, try to

desire, panic...until everything distills down to

hand around my throat, running his

shudder runs along my

you," he growls out, "and there's nothing that any law or any police officer can do to stop me. I walked in that prison knowing I

Brooklyn? Like your father? We control all of it. So, if I were you-" he presses his body closer to mine, his grip on my throat tightening ever so slightly, "-I'd be a little more

up at him, truly terrified now, realizing that my life as I knew it is...completely gone. With one blood

the daughter of a don, engaged-oh

no way

from my eyes, Aden shocks me by dropping his hand from my throat and pulling a

little one," he says. "But you'll have to learn fast. I've notified your father. He's away on business, but

reputation. as Aden Kenwood. God, what a contrast to my

must be worried about me. How long have I

to cry harder, putting my face

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