Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Brooklyn

I am the last to arrive.

"Brooklyn," Jolie gasps, and my head snaps directly to look at her. She's seated on a plush couch, her clothing torn and her face smeared with makeup.

At least whatever damage Davis did to her wasn't permanent and she was able to heal quickly.

I take a few steps towards her but Aden, standing by the fireplace, clears his throat. I hold myself back, knowing I have a part to play.

I look between Jolie and my dad, who is seated next to her.

"Brooklyn," my dad gasps, taking in my gorgeous dress, my polished countenance. "Are you..."

"I'm fine," I say, setting my shoulders back.

"Please," my father says, turning his attention to Aden. "Let them go. Take me. I'll take whatever punishment

"No," Aden cuts in, not even looking at him, just staring at me. His green eyes slice into me, his wolf flashing with an emotion I can't place. "You're worthless to me."

"Stephen," I say, internally cringing at hearing myself use my father's given name. "I can't forgive you for your betrayal."

His mouth falls open.

baffled. "Brooklyn, what are

keeping me away from my real life. I'm the daughter of an

While we've been scraping by, I could have had yachts, private planes, diamonds. Everything

lies, but Aden's gaze sits heavy on my shoulders. This is the only way I can save them. Aden Kenwood is too powerful -if I cross him, there will be hell to pay. I know it in

only hope

falls open

devastated. "We

breaks, but I paint

family. What's it going to take

want, I'm sure it can be

offer only a few days ago. I know exactly

at me. "No, this isn't

on her and say

would I want

you, a stripper

I could

all

arms to indicate everything that Aden's

in the coffin, I slowly cross the room and

faces go

to mention that Hudson and I

puts an arm around my shoulders, claiming me as part of

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