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.

out of the front of the car after they park

sigh, wishing I was anywhere

three of us troupe up the front steps to the house and ring

my mouth at the irony here. If he's my dad, if this

maid opens the door, giving us a kind smile before pulling the

step in, I stop dead in

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

response, staring around

reality? I'm totally

been here before,

some of the corners, what things

The arch that leads into the dining room... Yes, I know that. And if I look just beyond

hutch, filled

my god," I whisper, looking around as I slowly walk through

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

myself as I walk to the back of the room and push open the door

footsteps behind

"Familiar, is it?"

kitchen. I search his face, wide-eyed, not sure what

the kitchen, as if lost

says. "Your mother, the maids, or me.

pots and pans. Bang on them, or

I was five when we went to live with Stephen;

why had it

for a moment and then nods

"I want to introduce

still darting around the

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