Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 45

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 and come around

out and sigh, wishing I was anywhere else. The

troupe up the front steps to the house and ring the

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 way

step in, I stop dead in my

I think. One of the friendlier guards in

murmur in response, staring around

reality? I'm totally

is like walking into a dream. I've been

what things will

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

filled with blue and white

I whisper, looking around as I slowly

"Dinner isn't ready yet, miss," she says. "If you'll come with me

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

footsteps

"Familiar, is it?"

in the kitchen. I search his

kitchen, as if lost

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

of the pots and pans. Bang on them, or pretend you

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

But why had it gone missing for

for a moment and

he says. "I want to introduce

gaze still darting around

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