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

believe it, but I don't take pleasure singularly in making people unhappy. I want you to be safe, for Hudson's

reason you should be so sad about

the stall. I wasn't aware that his

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

cocks an eyebrow. "Or at least, not

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 sake

says carefully, studying my face closely, "they get presents.

it closer to mine. Suddenly, this

his mouth, watching it form his words. "I'd recommend," he says

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

neighs softly, nudging at the pocket of Aden's

you've found me

them out to the horse,

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

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

to petting him, marveling at this beautiful

asks, still

considering it, looking

Then, I decide. "Heathcliff."

me a

don't like

in his words, "for

I say, turning to Heathcliff and smiling lovingly into his face. "Whatever souls are made of, his and mine are the

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

A beat passes.