Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 49

Chapter 49 Aden

I storm into the dining room, where the table is set for four.

I sit down hard in my chair at the head of the table, waving at the place settings on either side of me. "Remove these," I tell the waitstaff, barely getting the words out due to my frustration. "Have Hudson's and Brooklyn's plates sent up to Brooklyn's room. They'll take their supper there."

The staff don't think I can see them giving each other worried looks as they silently do as they're told. No matter. They do not concern me right now.

The chef comes out next, looking around the room.

"Sir?" he asks, his French accent heavy in the word. "Will you be dining alone?"

"Apparently," I say, angry that Jayde isn't here, either.

What would it take to get some respect in this house? It's times like this I wish I had actually become the Alpha I was born to be, to be able to compel people to do as I wished.

To compel Brooklyn to stop crying.

"Please bring out the meal," I grit out.

The chef nods, impassive, and heads back into the kitchen.

A few moments later he appears again with the first course salmon tartare with a small side salad and a freshly sliced French baguette.

it with butter as I sit back in

them from going to

looking at her tonight, sitting there in

out of it, to scare her out of it by pounding on the wall. But she had just kept

grit my teeth between bites of bread, angry with myself

feelings had so much control over me

wanting, even now, to dash up those stairs and so something-anything-to make

now, a right that Hudson just asserted upstairs. Kicking me out and keeping Brooklyn

like it.

weeks. Tried to distract myself, to busy myself with work and plans. Tried to ignore her when she walked into a room,

wide-eyed expressions of her face when she

trying to push

that courage she drags up from somewhere deep in her soul. I love to prod her, to push her, to raise that fire in her. To see her wolf

her spying on me in the basement, for instance, and chased her up the stairs, pinned her against the hall of

had been right there,

length of myself up against her ass as I slipped my hand beneath her skirt. I'd teach her a lesson about what it meant to defy me, to defy a shifter with Alpha blood, to defy a

within my fist, crushing it, ruining it. Then I drop it to the table

me lose

has absolutely no

have to get rid of her, I realize suddenly, looking blankly

them quick, send them back to the old country to our family there, where

together, of her smiling at my son, while she bares