Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 40

Chapter 40 Brooklyn

I gasp, my eyes going wide, and then-instantly, like flipping a light switch-I come back to myself.

"Get away from me!" I shout, putting my hands up against his chest and shoving him. "You make me sick!" Aden doesn't react like I think he will.

His once furious, dangerous face now erupts in laughter. Like he's actually entertained.

Still, his body is solid against my attempts to shove him off me. As if he's making sure I know that when he does, it will be his choice.

Eventually, Aden takes a step back, letting me push past him and dash across the room.

I spin when I get to my desk, leaning back against it, my breath coming fast.

Aden stands calmly by the door, watching me, one eyebrow cocked upwards.

God, I hate him.

My lips curl back a little as I sneer at him, this horrible man, torturing me after-after what he did to those people in the basement-

"Oh, come on, Brooklyn," he purrs, putting his hands in his pockets. "You were the one who was so curious to see what was going on in the basement, even after I told you to leave. You should be brave enough to admit that you wanted to see it, that you liked it."

"I did not," I say, fighting the instinct to stomp my foot like a child. "I went down to get my phone-"I scramble at the pockets of my jeans, producing it as if it's evidence and tossing it on the desk. "I definitely didn't want to see anything that was going on in that room-"

he says, his voice light and tempting, almost sing-song. "I saw you. I saw you crouched down, peering into the room. You weren't just passing

snap my mouth shut,

of course. I was tempted. I did look. God,

laughs softly again, at the expression of guilt

"If you're going to be in my house, you'll follow my rules. Was I not clear about that

walked into this house that Aden's will is law. I watch him as he slowly takes two more steps in my

ever closer, "you will be punished. Do

I don't move-don't answer.

Lena growls. Yes

I silence her.

perverse part of me considers the question. Actually considers

sorry,

little closer now

rises in me, but so does anger. Why is he still coming closer? I promised him I wouldn't do it again. What else does he want

work that way," he says, prowling. "You broke the rules once. You just told me you did. Now, you

even a few more inches of space. Then,

He's

snaps.

come any closer to me," I hiss the words from between

continues to draw nearer, ignoring my

He loves it. Gets off on