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.

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

on my cheek, firmly

have one father now, Brooklyn. You have no 'dad.' Though if you're really missing it—" he smirks cruelly at me here, his voice slow and luxurious,

shock, and my face turns beat red. Aden

glance at him to see anger written on his

darkly at

head harshly. Aden's fingers lose their

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 cheek this time, turning my head to make me look at him. "You will receive respect," he says, his voice

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 you..." I whisper,

the affect this wolf

on my face

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

Turned-on.

my

mutter to Hudson. "Or does he just

raises his coffee to his lips. "The

ever will, when the door to the kitchen flies