Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Brooklyn

"So you like it," Aden says, his voice low, possessive.

"I do," I say, hesitating. "Is there something extra..."

"Amaretto," he says. "Adds notes of apricot and bitter almonds."

"It's delicious," I say, holding his gaze while I raise my thumb to my mouth to wipe a little fleck of foam from my bottom lip.

He watches me do it, and I see his wolf flash in his eyes for a split second.

"Good," he murmurs. "I don't want Remington to hear anything except that you were treated like a princess in my house."

I look back at my plate as I remember that I'm more captive than guest here. I'm fed good food not for my pleasure, but so that I'll give my "father" a good report when he comes to claim me.

breakfast," I murmur, suddenly angry. At Aden, but

on my cheek, firmly turning my face back towards the

Brooklyn. You have no 'dad.' Though if you're really missing it—" he smirks cruelly at

my face turns beat red. Aden laughs

says, and I glance at him to

darkly at

harshly. Aden's fingers lose

I've been disrespected in your home." Aden puts his whole hand on my cheek this time, turning my head to make me look at him. "You

raises his other hand-a soft cloth napkin in it-to dab gently at my chin. He lingers, though, staring at my mouth, dragging the napkin across the length

the affect this wolf

hold on my face and

look at him. Instead, I watch Aden go, shocked and

Turned-on.

he turns the corner into the kitchen, I realize that I have goosebumps all over my arms. I

I mutter to Hudson. "Or does he just do

coffee to his lips. "The

ever will, when the door to the kitchen