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."

hard. I don't usually catalog my conversations

I guess, in a Mafia household, you have different instincts when

I say, closing my eyes so I can concentrate. "And

silent, allowing

asked if I'm happy

your answer?" Aden

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

be welcome to do that. I told him I'd rather stay here, though. With Hudson, because

inviting me to

hand on my hip, "he asked me if I'm happy with Hudson. And if I love him.

an eyebrow at this, smiling a little. "And what, Brooklyn," he

on. "I told him that

replied that I'm still very young, and that if I wanted him to introduce me to some

nods slowly at this, still watching my

him no," I say, turning towards the door. "That

he asks me, and I turn back to

"What?" I ask, confused.

moment. Try to remember

then and

had left

intentionally, not really-none of

my

with my father was important enough

I'd rather be open. But somehow,

out, eager to have this finished. "He asked me if I

told him I didn't. I don't. Then

dismissal, so I walk

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

hadn't realized that I'd be expected to

this? I didn't lie to Aden-I'd told him everything. But was that, really,

fresh air. When I pass through the back door,

at me. "Do