Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 37

Chapter 37

Brooklyn

Jayde is not going to take no for an answer.

I stand up with her and swallow my last sip of wine. Then, I follow her back into the house.

Help me be the best lover anyone has ever known? How on earth is she going to do that?

And will all her expertise just be wasted on me in the end?

Jayde bustles through the house and I trail behind, following her to a door in the kitchen that I hadn't noticed before. She opens it and heads quickly downstairs.

The air is noticeably cooler down here, and we pass a series of metal doors. I slow my pace the farther we go, starting to feel anxious.

"What is this place?"

"It's just down here," Jayde says, not answering my question and opening the last door on the left.

At this point, I'm not sure what to expect when I walk inside, but I definitely don't expect a little study with a worn rug on the ground beneath a fine leather recliner.

There's a coffee table next to it and a large television. The walls are covered in media-old VHS tapes, magazines, books, photo albums stacked along the walls.

use this place anymore," she says, "but I organized it a while ago. I thought it would be better to set it up like this instead of just having everything just in boxes. This way if he needs

lucky to have your help," I murmur,

family stuff," Jayde says, waving her hand at the far wall. "But this..." She leads me over to a corner with stacks of magazines and VHS tapes. "This is what

I gasp out loud when I realize they're all Playboys! Naked women adorn the pages, their bodies in inviting, suggestive

She adds another bunch to

my mouth to protest, but I know she's right. Of course I'm uptight. All of this is new to me. Until recently, I

Until Aden.

raises a suggestive eyebrow at me. "I thought if you came down here, explored a

I say, blushing

settling me into the leather chair. "Listen, I'm going to leave you down here by yourself, so just go ahead and explore."

"if movies are more your thing. Stay

of nudie magazines in my lap. What

admit I'm curious about this porn stash. And it's not like there's anything else to do. Besides, if Aden is the only one that can make me feel... the way I've been feeling,

not on my fiancé's

of the magazines-they're super old, definitely before Aden's time and wonder who collected

over to the stack of movies, laughing a

and their

Street Skanks in 3D.

hell

black plastic boxes.

any writing on it, either. Maybe a home video, put over here by

the VCR, rewinding to the start. Then I sit back in the

being recorded is empty, though I can see a bed in a pretty room with two windows