Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 66

Chapter 66

Brooklyn

I'm speechless as I stare at the dark space where Jayde stood just a minute ago.

Then I blink, wondering if maybe I dreamt it all-it happened so fast.

But when I look down into my hand, the note is still there.

Shit. Shit. What the hell am I going to do with this?

It's a bomb, really. I know that. If Aden finds me with this note, I am done for, relationship with Hudson or not.

But to whom, really, do I owe my allegiance?

Should I give this note to Lennox, my father, who I know loves me?

Should I give it to Aden, out of allegiance to Hudson?

Or to Aden himself, out of allegiance to him? After all, he protected me last night-kept me alive.

But what, really, happened last night? Was it just coincidence that my father and his family weren't in the room when the attack happened?

Aden said it was a kidnapping attempt, maybe for me, but was it?

Was I ever really in danger? Did my father perhaps arrange it as a way to get me away from Aden, to get him out from his clutches?

I groan, leaning back against the pillows, feeling far too inadequate to answer these kinds of questions. The fact is, I have absolutely no idea what is happening, and here is this stupid note, this test of my loyalty.

depends on my next move. Who I give it to, whether or not I flush it down the toilet

dad or Aden ever finds out

I'm screwed either way.

the note, hoping that its contents give me any hint about what

it's just two

little wren sleeps, warm in

its door doth

written in Jayde's hand. What the hell

doesn't even make any sense-nests don't

my teeth and fold it up, trying to decide what to

desk, and

decision that allows me

and over to the desk, grabbing some scotch tape out of the top drawer and crawling underneath to tape the note to the back of the

hidden, I can decide later what it is that I want to do. Right

bed and lay my head back on my pillow,

going to happen when

knowing that I won't get a lick of sleep. I'll be too busy staying up all night worried about what my next

the next

me eggs and sausage, sliding the plates onto the table next to our cups of coffee without a word of

both intuiting that it's better to stay

returned to the galley, Hudson looks at me curiously nodding to his dad and shrugging in question, asking

shrug back, doing my very best to pretend that I

hope

and we continue eating

to ask Hudson his plans for the day when a guard

I shut my mouth and we both watch the

guard says. "There's a...visitor at

he glances over at me. "He came without warning. Do

glare my way, too-what the hell did I do?-as he wipes his hands and takes off his apron, following the guard out