Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 32

Chapter 32 Aden

The morning after the...incident in the hallway, I'm working in my office, but I'm having trouble getting anything done.

Though I'm not sure I could have prevented it, I'm angry with myself for falling apart like that in front of Brooklyn. And even more annoyed that of all the professions she could have possibly had, she had to be a therapist.

She had to think she might be able to help me.

I thought about the way she looked at me, her cheeks flushed, eyes concerned, hair messed up from dragging me, ME, through the doorway to her bedroom.

I wanted to take her in my arms and shut her up. Prove to her I was strong, that she was powerless to me. That I was not the powerless one.

I groan, throwing my head back against the chair, where I stare at the tree line outside my window until a knock comes at the door.

"Come in," I call, hardly paying attention.

The door creeks open, but no one says anything. Annoyed, I turn from the window, ready to tell whatever captain or guard is coming with a report to get on with it and stop wasting my time.

To my surprise, and slight irritation, Brooklyn stands in the doorway. I lean back in my chair my eyes roaming over her. What on earth could she want now?

"Yes?"

"Can I come in?" she asks, anxiously playing with her hair.

I wanted to run my hands through,

you to come in, Brooklyn." I

two steps into the

little afraid. Like a kitten in a tiger's cage. I can't help but smile

on top. The green brings out the cream of her complexion, the fire of her hair. As I knew

the sweater for precisely that reason, had

decide in that moment that I like it down better than up. I make a mental note to

I prompt her again,

wanted to talk. About last night." She hesitates again. "Is it safe to talk

I sigh. "Go ahead."

to help. In whatever way I can. I'm happy

rove over her body as

seeing if I can make her blush from here. If I embarrass her, she'll give

feel a stirring within myself, watching her squirm, virgin that she is and then

mean, Aden," she says. "I could

the desk as if they're more interesting and important. How

again. I like these moments when she's pissed,

I love

she could get into my head, she'll have even more secrets, leverage on me. Brooklyn shrugs. "I got into counseling because I want to help people. It's not easy to simply stand around when someone

roll my eyes, breathing a heavy

is rushing now. "If I were able to help you-maybe you'd respect me more. Stop belittling

cock an eyebrow. Take away my favorite

Brooklyn," I tell