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."

of her, but I feel her

not sure if I should. And the look on

puts a hand on my waist

says. "Her marriage to my

glance between Aden and Hudson, genuinely

ask, Brooklyn, if I murdered her, or if she was kidnapped and tortured by my enemies, just

course, that's exactly what I want to know. Instead,

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

we have in common. Both of

will start a new family soon," Aden says dryly, putting his hands

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afternoon. Hudson and Aden leave immediately as

it was bad luck, and Aden only wants to come in once the final selection is made. He said that if

dress. She holds up a beaded Oscar de la Renta, an incredible off-white beaded silk that fell heavily

towards the romantic Caroline Herrera that hugs my waist with a tight bodice, off-the-shoulder sleeves flowing down into the charmeuse of the skirt, which

one," I say, a little breathless, staring at myself in the mirror. I have never really been the kind of

thank god," Jayde says, wiping a tear from her eye. "That was my favorite, too. If you'd picked the Oscar, you'd

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

for

door opens, I turn to face Aden, biting my lip, wondering, passively,

he walks into the room but, glances up

stops dead in

of my belly. Does he not like it? Did I

body stiffens, his arm dropping to his side as his eyes slowly

at my hips, and see his mouth fall ever

snap back to my own and his mouth slams shut. He takes a step forward, his

take one step

reaction is animal, that of prey escaping