Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 45

Chapter 45

Brooklyn

Aden was smart to butter me up with a new horse.

Because now, as I sit in the back seat of the black car, all by myself, I look up at the stone mansion in front of me and grimace.

I am not looking forward to this. Dinner with my father, the man I barely knew existed.

The man I'm not sure I like very much at all, and who isn't sure he trusts me in return.

I know that there should probably be some curiosity in me, some desire to know more about my family and my heritage.

But honestly? Lennox Remington doesn't feel anything like my father. That, to me, will always be Stephen.

Aden sent two guards along with me and instructed them to stay by me at all times.

For protection, presumably. But also-I think-to be Aden's eyes and ears at the meeting.

Remington is his ally, but even the term "ally" in this underworld has some tenuous distrust built into it.

I begged Hudson to come with me, but Aden denied that, too.

Remington, apparently, wanted me all to himself.

Great. I was already feeling uncomfortable enough about this whole situation. But now, to go into it alone? This was definitely going to be a disaster.

guards get out of the front of the car after they park

step out and sigh, wishing I was anywhere else.

us troupe up the front

twist my mouth at the irony here. If he's my dad, if this is my house, shouldn't I be able

the door, giving us a kind smile before pulling the door all the

we step in, I stop dead in my tracks. The guards almost

you okay?" one asks. Joshua, I think. One

I murmur in response, staring around the

I'm totally not

been here before, I suddenly realize. I know things

around some of the corners, what things will feel like,

A soft burnt orange, thick and plush underneath my feet. The arch that leads into the dining room... Yes, I know that. And

hutch, filled with blue and white

god," I whisper, looking around as I slowly walk through the dining

says. "If you'll come with me

back of the room and push open the door to the kitchen. The avocado-green fridge and stove are

hear footsteps behind

"Familiar, is it?"

standing behind me in the kitchen. I search his face, wide-eyed, not sure what to

kitchen,

of here," he says. "Your mother, the maids, or me.

pull out all of the pots and pans. Bang on them, or pretend you were

I was five when we went to live with Stephen; I should have had a few

flooding back... But why had it gone missing

indulges me for a moment and then nods back towards the living

"I

follow, my gaze still darting around the