Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 44

Chapter 44

Brooklyn

Aden may be the Mafia King with Alpha blood, but when he sees tears streaming down my face, he is at a loss.

After clearing his throat uncomfortably, he nods to the stable hand, who quickly disappears.

Then, keeping his face calm, he joins me in the stall.

He, too, raises a hand for the horse to inspect before stroking the animal's nose.

"Who knew," he says, looking at the horse. "Here I was trying to cheer you up, and all I've done is make you cry." His mouth quirks as he looks at me. "Guess I'll have to send him back to where he came from." "Don't you dare," I growl at him, giving him a little shove away from my horse.

My horse.

I bite my lip. "Really? He's mine?"

Aden shrugs. "This is my stable, and it's full of horses. What's the harm in you having just one?"

"And I can come and see him?" I ask, desperate for it, hungry with anticipation.

"Under guard." He looks at me seriously. "You can come every day, if you want."

A smile spreads over my face and, without thinking, I move to throw my arms around his neck.

Aiden stiffens, stepping back, and I regain my sanity, stepping back to my rightful place.

"Why did you do this

against the low wall. "Because I could tell you were miserable, Brooklyn. You might not believe it, but I don't take pleasure singularly in making people unhappy. I want you to be safe, for Hudson's sake, as his future

me carefully. "There's no reason you should be

of the stall. I wasn't aware that his perception ran so

my face up.

cocks an eyebrow. "Or at least,

expressionless, not wanting to tell him that I wasn't being good for his sake. There hadn't

I might have taken it, for the

care are good," he says carefully, studying my

lowers his face, bringing it closer to mine. Suddenly, this stall feels more

shifts to his mouth, watching it form his words. "I'd recommend," he says softly, "that you stay on my good side. Then you can have more

and a darker part of me one that hasn't raised its head for a while-wonders which one, really, I want

horse neighs softly, nudging at the pocket of Aden's

turns his attention away from me. "All right, boy, you've found me out," he says, reaching into the pocket

horse, who eats

two more sugar cubes and hands them to me. "To get

the horse, enjoying the feel of his coarse

he's finished eating, I go back to petting him, marveling at this beautiful creature. I

him?" Aden asks, still watching

say, considering it, looking at

Then, I decide. "Heathcliff."

me a

don't

no real bite in his words, "for such a beautiful horse. Why did you pick

lovingly into his face. "Whatever souls are made of, his and mine are

his rich brown eyes. As if he understands me, Heathcliff presses his

A beat passes.