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.

I ask. "Why did you

I don't take pleasure singularly

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

at the floor of the stall. I wasn't aware

up. "You've been a good girl, Brooklyn. I have noticed. No

cocks an eyebrow.

him that I wasn't being good for

taken it, for the sake

in my care are good," he says carefully, studying my face closely, "they get presents. When they are

face, bringing it closer to mine. Suddenly, this stall feels more like a

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

darker part of me one that hasn't raised its

softly, nudging at the

right, boy, you've found me out," he

horse, who eats

two more sugar cubes and hands them to

few steps back as I feed the horse, enjoying the feel of his coarse mouth hairs against my

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

name him?" Aden asks, still watching me

I say, considering it,

Then, I decide. "Heathcliff."

me

You don't

real bite in his words, "for such a beautiful horse. Why did you pick

face. "Whatever souls are made

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

A beat passes.