Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 54

Chapter 54

Brooklyn

A whistle escapes my mouth as we walk into the country club. This place has a grand, old-fashioned kind

of charm, with freshly buffed fine oak floors, brass chandeliers, and sweeping views.

As soon as we enter, waiter comes up to offer us champagne.

This is one of those times where I wish alcohol had more of an effect on me. My shifter metabolism processes it too fast, so any relief for my nerves will be short-lived.

Aden doesn't make eye contact with him, merely saying, "Whiskey, neat," and surveying the guests. Hudson is more polite, nodding and smiling as he takes two glasses from the tray, passing one to me. We only get a few steps into the room before we are bombarded with attention.

"Is it really you?" an older woman says, hurrying over and reaching out a hand to take mine. "Our darling Brooklyn?"

"Um..." I try and smile, already a little overwhelmed. Okay, so maybe this isn't going to be as bad as it was with Louisa. "Hello-"

"Yes," Aden says, stepping forward, not letting the woman pull me away. "This is Brooklyn. We're so pleased to be here, Emily."

The woman pauses, smiling at Aden. "Well of course, we're always glad to see you, Aden." Her eyes dart between us.

"Emily is your aunt," Aden tells me, accepting the glass of whiskey that the waiter is quick to bring back. He takes a sip, looking to me, apparently allowing me to continue the conversation.

open my mouth, wondering what to say, but

of course," she says, gushing, waving

imagine that all these people knew me. That I had biological aunts and uncles and cousins -people who

a family I never knew that I had. Everyone wants to say hello,

side are here, too. Fewer, of course, but several cousins with the same dark

that I'm surprised that Aden stays at my side the entire time. Sometimes interceding with the answer to a question before I can

back

is a constant presence during the

see that

are there Logan stands on a chair to wave at me before his mother

the bathroom," I say, "before I take that

"Dad," Hudson says, his face frustrated as he steps in front of us.

at him

the little restroom sign. Hudson pushes the point further. "Seriously, Dad," he

aggressive step towards him, cutting me off in my

it might be dangerous for her to talk

is that?" he asks, his anger not quite masking the hurt

Hudson," Aden snarls, Hudson falling silent. "It's your fault. Before tonight you've never been interested in the family business-always more interested in college, and

in the air, and in that

throws out a hand towards me, "-what? Suddenly you know what you're doing in this world? Suddenly you're a boss, a Don, in the business? Know how to navigate everything it takes to walk between our

frowns at his father, crossing his arms across his chest, clearly hurt. "I can handle myself," he says, still

deep down, that his father has