Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 21

Chapter 21 Brooklyn

"I have to marry someone, Brooklyn," he says with a shrug, his voice laced with defeat. "This is not a world where what I want matters. And with you? Well, at least I know we get along, like the same things." I huff out a laugh at this.

"I mean, you were really upset when we broke up!" Hudson continues, trying to be upbeat. "And I really am sorry about what happened in the coffee shop. But isn't it kind of weird that we found each other out there on our own anyway, and we were engaged the whole time? It's kind of like...fate."

"It's not fate, Hudson. It's fake," I say, looking at him with all of my pain on display. I can't help it—he was my first love, and he totally betrayed me, and now here he is asking me to jump right back in?

"I don't want a mate who is unfaithful to me," I say, spreading my hands out in emphasis. I lower my voice

to a hiss. "And I don't want a husband who is into men, considering I'm a girl. Do you really want us to be

in a fake mating for the rest of our lives? Just because it's what your dad wants?"

"Please, Brooklyn," Hudson says, his eyes skittering for the door. "I get that you're upset-"

I nod fervently at this.

"But seriously, that's not something we can talk about there. Please." He turns worried eyes to me, and

I'm surprised to see true fear in his face. "You've got to promise to keep it a secret."

My heart goes out to him. "Why is it such a big deal? It's the twenty-first century-it's so backwards to

world here. That's why I spend so much time outside of it,

And tradition is everything; family is everything. If I don't get married, don't have kids to carry on the family line...not only will they consider me a failure, but it

feeling for him. He's trapped,

am I trapped

people like me?" Hudson turns to look

head "no," not even wanting

denounce their sexuality, who they are, and if they do it

his head. "One of the other Alpha's sons. He shamed the family and..." Hudson shakes his head again, unable to

just leave?" I ask, horrified for

think I haven't thought about it?" He shrugs. "They'll just find me. There's no getting out of it. I'm the sole heir to my father's game. If

at his little play on words.

say, and he laughs at my understatement. "But is the solution

me today-made me give up everything I love, say horrible things to my family

looks at

what they want? Why don't we both run?

"You don't get it, Brooklyn,"

in his world now, there's

perhaps the first time. "She ran from my father, stayed away. And look at