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."

mind back, thinking hard. I don't

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

my eyes so I can concentrate. "And I told him I was fine,

silent, allowing me

if I'm happy

your answer?" Aden

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

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

slowly throw the air, inviting me to proceed. I

asked me if I'm happy with

little. "And

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

love. To which he replied that I'm still very young, and that if I wanted him to introduce me to some new options, that he'd be happy to

slowly at this, still watching my face carefully, clearly processing the

turning towards the door.

asks me, and I turn back to

"What?" I ask, confused.

moment. Try to

swallow then

had left

intentionally, not really-none of

my

was important enough to warrant

But somehow,

finished. "He asked me if I

I told him I didn't. I

nods, waving a hand at me in a dismissal, so I walk

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

I'm a pawn in their game, but I hadn't realized that I'd be

lie to Aden-I'd told him everything. But was that, really, my best choice? Where do

some fresh air. When I pass through the back door, I'm pleased to see Hudson there, buttering a

at me.

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