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.

cheek, firmly turning my face back

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

turns

at him to see anger written on

darkly

my head harshly.

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, turning my head to make me look at him. "You will receive respect," he says, his voice low and even, "when you learn your

gently at my chin. He lingers, though,

the affect this wolf has on

hold on my face and turning to walk back

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

Turned-on.

the kitchen, I realize that I have goosebumps all over my arms. I shudder

"Or does he

his coffee to his

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