Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Aden

Hudson meets my eyes then, seeing the truth in my words. Finally.

I'm glad to see that he seems to rise to the challenge. Perhaps this is what it will take to make Hudson the man and wolf he needs to be: the right woman.

"You should probably go talk to her," I tell him, dismissing him and nodding toward the upper floor where Brooklyn is.

Hudson sets his jaw and leaves. Before the door closes behind him, I see him paused at the foot of the staircase as if he's deciding whether or not to follow my advice.

I sink down into the big leather chair behind my desk again, staring at the closed door, and suddenly feel...dammit.

For a just a moment, I imagine what it would be like to climb those stairs myself, to open Brooklyn's door while she's getting ready for bed. Taking off her earrings, then turning to stare at me with those wide blue eyes.

What it would be like to take two steps forward and grab her, pull her to me, make her gasp as I fist a hand in the hair at the base of her scalp and pulled her head back, exposing that long white neck.

To feel the moan echoing inside her chest, her breasts pressed against my chest, her hard nipples as I grind my hips against hers, my hard cock pressed between us.

My canines would drop, and once I had her naked, plunging myself into her, I'd bite her, mark her, make her mine completely.

I could show her, then, what it was to be a good wife, a good mate. To become subservient, to learn how to anticipate my needs, to see how good it could be for both woman and wolf to submit.

I could make a girl like Brooklyn willingly give up her independence, serve me happily, if it meant that

every night she could peel off my clothes, pull my hot skin against her, take my throbbing length inside of her-

I want her on her hands and knees for me, crawling to me.

Fuck!

I snap my head to the side, cracking my neck and pressing my eyes closed.

about her. She's going to be my son's wife. And she's too young for someone like me, too naïve to the ways of this world-my

about her has made me

isn't going to

phone, picking it up and quickly

person on the other end

baby," she purrs.

I say, working to keep my voice even. "Here. Half

rush. I'll be there pronto, baby." Another little giggle and she

the phone in my hand knowing, in the pit of

a deeper hunger

isn't going to

***

Brooklyn

out, when I hear a knock at my door. I raise my head and groan inwardly. What could possibly be

can get up to answer it, the door creeks open

such thing as privacy in the mafia palace,

"Brooklyn?"

that I recognize. I'm too shocked to speak as I see

"Are you okay?"

just stare at

door shut behind him. Then he leans back on it, staring at

groan and lay my head back on my pillows. "Go away. We can

I can hear the apology in his voice. I hear him come closer to the bed. "Come

eyes and glare at

into

each other? Hudson,

anxiously at the door.

glance at the closed door, confused. "Can they hear us in

murmurs. He turns back

Hudson ever again, let alone have this weird conversation about why I didn't want to be his mafia bride just because