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,

a finger on my cheek, firmly turning my face

'dad.' Though if you're really missing it—" he smirks cruelly at me here, his voice slow and luxurious, "-you can always call me

and my face turns beat red.

and I glance at him to see

darkly at

head harshly.

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 place. Say thank you for your

up at him, breathless, as he 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 of my lower lip. "Th...thank

affect this wolf

hold on my face and turning to walk back to

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

Turned-on.

I have goosebumps all over my arms. I shudder and rub my hands up

"Or

his coffee to his lips.

head, thinking that I don't think I ever will, when