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

it, but I don't take pleasure singularly in making people unhappy.

carefully. "There's no reason you should

look down at the floor of the stall. I wasn't aware that his perception

he says, standing up straight again and putting a finger under my chin to lift my face up. "You've been a good girl, Brooklyn. I have noticed. No more illicit

He cocks an eyebrow.

keep my face expressionless, not wanting to tell him that I wasn't being good for his sake. There hadn't been a lot of opportunity for rebellion in the last few

it, for the

studying my face closely, "they get presents. When they

closer to mine. Suddenly, this

words. "I'd recommend," he says softly, "that you stay on my good side.

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

neighs softly, nudging at the pocket of

from me. "All right, boy, you've found me out," he says, reaching into the pocket and

holds them out to the horse, who eats them eagerly

sugar cubes and hands them

back as I feed the horse, enjoying the feel of his coarse mouth

petting him, marveling at this beautiful creature. I

Aden asks,

I say, considering it, looking at

Then, I decide. "Heathcliff."

gives me a

don't

bite in his words, "for such

face. "Whatever souls are made of,

from his rich brown eyes. As if

A beat passes.