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."

seeing the look on his

more. "Dad, let

here. Since you can't keep your she-wolf in line," Aden says, his voice dangerous, "then I will have to do

that, he again storms forward, dragging me behind him

when

that small white door in the corner. The one that leads to

throwing my weight back, digging my heels into the tiled

once so that I

we're through the door-heading down the

the little dim

taking me. Aden only checks his stride to

The same one where I had looked through the door-seen Aden,

frantic, terror snaking through every limb in

me into the room and tossing me so that I stumble the last few steps and stop myself against a metal table across the far wall. If I were human, I likely would have broken a rib when my chest hits the metal. "Time for

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

the raw, animalistic gleam in his eyes, and I feel my

my core

my side,

he moves 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 he

bend over the table with him. When I'm bent at the waist, my torso stretched across the table, Aden produces a

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

be complicit in my own torture. I'd had dreams about Aden and handcuffs, but not like

he growls. "This will be much easier if

and stand up as straight as I can,

of my head, Lena bows down and shows her belly in deference. She is ready to do what he says, to give him what he wants. Because all she wants is him,

But not me.

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