Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 71

Chapter 71

Brooklyn

When I see the slip of paper in Aden's palm, my heart nearly thumps out of my chest. Shit. Shit.

It's the folded note that Jayde gave me.

The one I was supposed to give to Lennox, with the cryptic poem inside.

It's been opened-clearly, Aden has read it—but it still has the tape on it, the same I used to stick it to the back of the desk.

Seized with fear, I raise my eyes from Aden's hand to his face. I don't say a word and steel every bit of my wolf Lena's strength to hold steady.

In response, Aden roars. It's terrifying, the sound that escapes him. Wild and menacing, his wolf coming through loud and clear even in his human form.

I cower now, terror and a force much stronger overpowering me. Something I can't explain.

It must be the Alpha power he has.

Aden grabs my arm, pulling me up out of my chair and along with him back into the house. He's angry, of course, but his grip doesn't hurt me.

Not yet.

"Dad!" Hudson calls after him, coming into the house. "Stop! What did she "

Aden turns to look at his son. "You stay here."

his tracks, seeing the look

more. "Dad,

in line," Aden says, his voice dangerous, "then

he again storms forward, dragging me

cold when I see

small white door in the corner. The one

weight back, digging my heels into the tiled floor. "Please,

me, continuing to move forward, tugging me once so that I lose my balance and have to

we're through the

the little

again when I realize where he's taking me. Aden only checks his stride to throw open the metal door to

Aden, his belt in his

through every limb in my body. "Aden, please-I

last few steps and stop myself against a metal table across the far wall. If I

back against the table, terrified, as Aden strides forward and closes the distance between us. The look in his eyes is feral, and can practically see his wolf rippling beneath his skin. Almost as if he is struggling to keep

answers in response to the raw, animalistic gleam in his

It's almost all-consuming, and my core clenches

comes to my

to the other side of the table. His hose twitches, and I know he can scent what is happening to my body. His jaw clenches as if

bent at the waist, my torso stretched across the table, Aden produces a set of handcuffs attached by their chain to a

attaching me firmly to the metal table. Then, he looks at me. "Your other wrist," he growls, holding out his hand for it

be complicit in my own torture. I'd had dreams about Aden and handcuffs,

be much easier if

my lips and stand up as straight as I can, curling my other arm behind my

in deference. She is ready to do what he says, to give him what he wants. Because all she wants is him, his wolf.

But not me.

know that Aden Kenwood is going to be cruel no matter what he does-it's in his