Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 43

Chapter Brooklyn

43

Aden stands above me, waiting for me to put on whatever is in the mystery box. He looks distracted and impatient.

Confused, I lift the box into my lap and open the top, gasping a little as I see a pair of gorgeous boots. They're tall, nearly knee-high, and made of supple black leather with a delicate little buckle around the ankle.

"Where are we going?" I ask, my face lighting up. Honestly, I don't care where we go, as long as it's somewhere else. "Is Hudson coming, too?"

"You'll see," Aden says, turning and heading towards the garage. I'm not even sure what part of my question he is answering. "Meet me by the car when you're ready."

I quickly pull on my socks, not caring that it will ruin my pedicure, and then tug the boots on as quick as I can. When I finally get them on, they fit perfectly.

As usual, Aden has guessed my size down to the centimeter.

I admire the boots for a moment and then spring to my feet, heading to the car.

There is no Hudson. As Aden drives us in silence to wherever we're going, I think about how this is the first time we have been truly alone in weeks.

Since he threatened me in my bedroom, made those accusations about my desires.

I try to put that aside. He's taking me out, after all!

Now, I note the subtle smile playing on his lips, and wonder what he's up to.

about fifteen out of the city now. Oh how I've missed the sight of nature, of a world beyond Aden's

the middle of nowhere, turning towards a simple gravel drive crossed with

of the car and the metal gate slowly swings open. I look

down the lane, over a slight rise, and then a barn comes into view. A beautiful barn, really, immaculately cared for and painted in shades of gray. Three little gables peak out of the roof and two little cupolas crown

sight. But then I see the real draw. In a series of pastures beyond the barn, my eyes can just barely see a group of

"Horses!" I breathe.

turns the car into a parking spot next

says. "One look at you and anyone could tell you grew up dreaming

dwell on it. I scramble to unbuckle my seatbelt and

I feed them? Do they

barn, Aden holds out an arm to stop me. "Let me take the lead

His expression, so often surly and serious,

in. But then he blinks, walking calmly into the barn.

with sandy hair down to his shoulders approaches. He's dressed almost like a cowboy, with jeans tucked into

only a second to

behind, but he still

can be. A real

the stable to the last stall on the right,

walks up to the open door and leans on the far side of it, nodding into the

you

with excitement, I peak around the corner of the stall to see the most beautiful thing I've ever set eyes

forward and cover my mouth with my fingertips, just staring

Arabian by the arch of

horse gently paws at the shavings of his stall, looking

his glossy mane, his wide and gentle eye. And immediately, I know