Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 72

Chapter 72

Brooklyn

As empowered as I feel in my mind, my body is quite the opposite.

There's not much I can do as Aden pulls my left arm around to the other side of the table, clicking the other half of the handcuffs around my wrist.

Then he stands back, studying his handiwork.

I pull back on the chain once, testing it, seeing how firmly it holds.

The handcuffs bite sharply into my wrists, making me wince, so I lean forward again, resting my elbows on the table and looking up into Aden's face.

Casually, I clasp my hands together.

I see him open his mouth to speak, but before he can his gaze falls on the engagement ring on my left hand.

Quickly, he moves to unlink my hands and pull it off my ring finger, slipping it into his pocket.

"What, Aden?" I say, my voice soft. "Can't hurt me with your wife's ring on my hand? Something feel wrong about that?"

Even I'm shocked at the words that just came out of my mouth.

I see him flinch-just barely-but then he raises his eyes to mine, his face perfectly calm. "That's enough, little one," he says. "I'll be asking the questions from here on out."

He folds his arms and I hold his gaze, not moving an inch.

"Tell me about the note," he demands, his words sharp.

is," I

he pushes, his voice harder, "was it hidden in

gave it to

the table. "Then you do know what it

that it's a piece of paper with

with it?" he says, bringing his face

basement, he smells wonderful. Powerful. I fight the urge to close my eyes and lean my head forward to nuzzle his neck, take in even more of

my voice almost to a whisper, forcing him to lean closer. "She told me to give it

his teeth at that.

in my room," I say, lowering my eyes to his lips as I speak.

dissatisfaction in Aden's chest as he pushes away from the table,

stay where I am, leaning my weight onto my elbows and forearms, watching him,

"Why didn't

voice deadpan, "I don't know

"After all I've done for you, Brooklyn.

been a real angel to me these past few weeks. I just feel so cared for

This sets him off.

can't help myself from smiling, a little, as he storms to the right,

try to turn, to watch

my neck, his claws starting to come out and press into my flesh,

so that my chest is flat on the

controlled enough to ensure that I don't slam my head on the metal surface, to ensure

can hear his breath

make this so much worse for you. You're treated

you get-it,

you weren't, he'd move to take me from you. You love having

a moment, and then I gasp and wince as he pushes on my neck harder, my face pressing hard against the metal, his claws pressing a hint

my surprise,