Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 35

Chapter 35

Brooklyn

That afternoon, Jayde appears in the doorway to my room, a big smile on her face.

"I have a surprise for you, baby," she says.

She leads me downstairs towards the front of the house, where she throws open the doors to the parlor. I cover my mouth with both hands when I see what's inside.

Everything is covered in white-white tulle, white lace, white silk, white satin-hanging from racks, draped over chairs, stacked on the sofa. The only dark spot in the room is Aden, standing before the fireplace, directing the workers who carry piles of garment bags.

"What's going on?" Hudson says, walking up behind me, a cup of coffee in hand.

"Don't bring that in here," Jayde scolds, swatting at him. Hudson laughs, downs the coffee, and sets it on a table in the foyer.

"Is this..." I say, looking around in awe, anxiety roiling in my stomach.

"Wedding dresses!" Jayde says, clapping her hands. "Aren't they gorgeous?"

Gorgeous? Yes. They are stunning.

But I'm not ready. That's all I can think as I stand there.

"Now, you come stand here," Jayde says, pulling me and Hudson farther into the room to stand by Aden, "out of the way, while I get everything set up."

"Is it like this for every wedding in the family?" I mutter to myself.

"No," I hear Aden say, and look up to meet his eyes. "My wedding to Hudson's mother was small. In Sicily. That's where she was from."

ever speaks of her, but I feel her

question, but I'm not sure if I should. And the look on Aden's face, tight and

puts a hand on my waist

young," he says. "Her

Aden and Hudson, genuinely surprised.

to ask, Brooklyn, if I

that's exactly

"It's okay," he says, before I can say how truly sorry

say. "I guess that's something else we have in common. Both of our moms died

good news is, you will start a new family soon," Aden says dryly, putting his hands in his pockets. Before I can reply, Jayde pulls me forward to try

***

afternoon. Hudson and Aden leave immediately as the

was bad luck, and Aden only wants to come in once the final

She holds up a beaded Oscar de la Renta, an incredible off-white beaded silk

Herrera that hugs my waist with a tight bodice, off-the-shoulder sleeves flowing down into the charmeuse of the skirt, which sweeps behind me in

myself in the mirror. I have never really been the kind of girl who dreams about her wedding, but

was my favorite, too. If you'd

a little as she picks up her phone, texting someone, and my heart skips

for final

the door opens, I turn to face Aden, biting my

his phone as he walks into the

he stops dead

feel fear curl in the bottom of my belly. Does he not like it? Did

arm dropping to his side as his eyes slowly rove over my form. I run

the fabric at my hips, and see

his mouth slams

I take

reaction is animal, that