Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 68

Chapter 68

Brooklyn

I frown at Aden, blinking.

What?

He folds his hands and waits patiently. "Tell me what Remington said. Everything."

I sigh inwardly, relieved. But then I hesitate. "What do you want to know?"

"Everything," he says, raising his eyebrows. "I want you to tell me everything he said to you, and everything you said in response."

I frown at him further. "Are my conversations with my father not private?

Aden leans forward a little, the corners of his mouth pulling up.

"If you want to have private conversations with your father," he says slowly, "you can have them off my property. But in this house? I'm entitled to know everything. Including the words exchanged between my ward," he looks pointedly at me, "and my potential enemy."

I cock my head to the side. "I thought you and my father were allies," I say, crossing my arms.

"Do allies leave each other to be shot at parties they threw? Do they conveniently leave the room moments before an attack?"

Aden shakes his head slightly. "Our alliance is on shaky grounds, Brooklyn, before this wedding happens. Right now, Remington and I are tenuous at best."

He stares at me then, silent. Waiting patiently for me to talk.

I clear my throat, looking away and trying to think. What did we just say to one another?

"I'm waiting," he reminds me.

"I know," I say, a little sharply. "I just...I'm trying to remember."

my mind back, thinking hard. I don't usually catalog my conversations

a Mafia household, you have different instincts when it comes to these

me if I was okay, after the party," I say, closing my eyes so I can concentrate. "And I

silent, allowing

he asked if I'm happy

answer?" Aden says

look at him. "That I am. Happy here, I mean. But he told me that if

I told him

his hand slowly throw the air, inviting me

said, putting a hand on my hip, "he asked me if I'm happy with Hudson. And if

smiling a little. "And what,

narrow my eyes at him and move on. "I told him that I'm very happy with Hudson, and that

in love. To which he replied that I'm still very young, and that if I wanted him to introduce me

this, still watching my face carefully, clearly processing the

turning towards the

all, Brooklyn?" he asks me, and

"What?" I ask, confused.

Take a moment. Try to remember if there was anything

swallow then and

had left

intentionally, not really-none of

my

with my father was important enough to warrant keeping a

somehow, I did forget the most suspicious

next words out, eager to have this finished. "He asked me if I had anything to give

have no idea. I told him I didn't. I

so I walk out of

to be honest-first talking to my father, and then reporting the conversation to

realized that I'd be expected to

do I manage this? I didn't lie to Aden-I'd told him everything. But was that, really, my best choice? Where do

pushing through the kitchen door and then heading out to the back garden. I need some fresh air. When I pass through the back door, I'm pleased to see Hudson there, buttering a scone

says, smiling at me.