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.

good as my dad's breakfast," I murmur, suddenly angry. At Aden, but

a finger on my cheek, firmly turning my face back towards the Mafia

you're really missing it—" he smirks cruelly at

face turns beat red. Aden laughs a little

glance at him to see anger written on

darkly at

turn my head harshly. Aden's fingers lose their

more polite to me. I'm sure my father won't like to hear that I've been disrespected in your home." Aden puts his whole hand on my cheek this time,

lingers, though, staring at my mouth, dragging the napkin across the length of my lower lip. "Th...thank you..." I whisper, captivated, not knowing what else

this wolf has

releasing his hold on my face

sorry," Hudson mutters, but I don't look at him. Instead,

Turned-on.

over my arms. I shudder and rub my

"Or does he just do whatever he wants all the

his coffee to his lips. "The latter, unfortunately.

that I don't think I ever will, when the door to the kitchen flies open and a woman breezes