Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 33

Chapter Brooklyn

33

After my frustrating interaction with Aden, it's a relief to see Hudson's face when he opens his door a few moments later.

I push past him and flop down on his bed, groaning.

"What's wrong?" he asks, coming to sit next to me. "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," I murmur, even though I am anything but.

Aden is such a stubborn jerk. He portrays himself as this powerful figure, this mafia boss with Alpha blood, but when it comes down to it, he won't do what he needs to do to save himself.

All because of some stupid idea he has that being vulnerable would make him truly weak.

For now, I push my feelings about Aden to the side and choose to distract myself with my surroundings. The room is tastefully decorated in shades of brown and green that match Hudson's eyes. It's different than the rest of the house, like he's made it his own little haven. Beautiful furniture, shelves of books, what look like expensive photographs on the wall.

"Is this what you do all day?" I ask. After all, he couldn't be more different from the rest of his family. Who does he talk to? Who could possibly understand him?

Hudson shrugs. "Yeah, I mostly stay in here." He nods to his desk, which holds an expensive-looking computer monitor and more books. "I keep busy."

bored?" I push,

a little. "But doesn't everyone?" His brows knit together as he looks at

eyes. He has the kind of body that clothing designers must picture when

wonder I fell for him so

get to

course," he replies. "Don't forget, you met me outside of

big, excited eyes, even though I already know what he will

serious again. "We can't leave now. Not for a while. Not until things

and fall back

"Once everything dies down, once we're married, we'll have, like...complete freedom. We can

hard. After all, he's only giving me a promise. I have no guarantees. "Come on," Hudson says, scooting closer to me and taking my hand. His are

what he says next. "Soon you'll be one of

I can have whatever I want, except, you know,

I can see it hurts when I burst his bubble. "I love you, Brooklyn. In my

I know he means it as

Hudson," I say. "I don't care about this wealth and power that everyone thinks is so important. This wealth and power that come with the heavy

his mouth to the side, and I

to choose your own mate?" I try, leaning forward eagerly. "Instead

of did pick you, Brooklyn. And you picked me. Even before I knew we were