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.

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

my cheek, firmly turning my face

no 'dad.' Though if you're really missing it—" he smirks cruelly at me here, his voice slow and luxurious, "-you can

shock, and my face turns

Hudson says, and I glance at

darkly at Hudson,

turn my head harshly.

respect you," I say, my voice shaking with anger and embarrassment, "you should be 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

chin. He lingers, though, staring at my mouth, dragging

affect this wolf has on

my face and turning to walk back to the

but I don't look at him. Instead, I watch Aden go, shocked and

Turned-on.

I have goosebumps all over my

have any boundaries?" I mutter to Hudson. "Or does

raises his coffee to his lips.

ever will, when the door to the kitchen flies