Chapter 41

Chapter 41

Brooklyn

Aden grips me hard, his hand over my mouth, a look of pure fury on his face.

But I'm not scared. I look up at him with victory in my eyes.

He wouldn't be shutting me up if he didn't think it would be a problem for him, make his life harder. He'd let me scream until I passed out.

No, there's a reason he doesn't want me to get the attention of the house.

Aden gives me a little shake. Nothing rough, just enough to try to teach me he's in control. But I just laugh against his hand.

Maybe I've lost my mind, but who cares? Today has just been too much to handle.

And underneath it all-under the receding fear, the victory, the hatred for Aden-there's something else. Adrenaline.

Lust.

Was he right? Was my body responding to something in this, to the challenge, or the danger of it all? Aden's voice is gruff. "I'm going to let you go, but if you scream again, I swear..."

But before either of us can make the next move, the door to my room swings open and Hudson bursts into the room, panic and worry on his face.

His eyes grow wide when he sees me wrapped in his father's arms, his hand over my mouth.

"What the hell is going on here?!" Hudson shouts, striding over to us.

instantly as I gasp for air, falling

His eyes sweep over me, ascertaining that I'm okay, before turning with anger to his

you doing

has regained his composure faster than I

hands back into his pockets and gives Hudson a little smirk. "Nothing, Hudson. Everything is

to mine,

looking between father and son, and then give a little shrug, deciding

it.

point; I need to do what he says. But if

I have made my point, too. If he pushes me too far, I'll make sure the whole house knows it. And that could

Aden says, looking at his son. "She's

that, Aden strides from the room, not giving

Hudson looks after him,

asks. "Or did I hear you

and sink onto

not crazy," I

head, still in disbelief. "But you're okay

sits down next to me, concern all over

admit that I am a little surprised by it. All this time I think I thought,

feels good to know that he cares about me enough to come

grimacing at him. Hudson groans, understanding. After all, he grew up in this house, with

grimace. "He does not

I bite my lip, trying to decide where to start. I was watching

quite the auspicious beginning,

go into the basement. And I did.

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