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.

I gasp for air, falling back

His eyes sweep over me, ascertaining that I'm okay, before turning

were you doing to

regained his composure faster than

and gives Hudson a little smirk. "Nothing,

gaze slips to

and son, and then give a little shrug, deciding

it.

says. But if he was really going to hurt me, he'd have

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

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

Aden strides from the room, not giving me another

looks after him,

"Or did I hear you

sigh and sink

crazy," I say.

his head, still in disbelief. "But

down next to me, concern all

it. All this time I think I thought, at least a little, that I'm just a pawn in Hudson's

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

I say, twisting my hands together and grimacing at him. Hudson groans, understanding. After all, he grew up in this house,

with a grimace. "He does not

to decide where to start. I was

seem like quite the auspicious beginning,

not to go into the basement. And

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