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

harder, "was it hidden in your

gave

his hands to the table. "Then you

what it is as far as I know that it's a piece of

you to do with it?" he says, bringing his face closer to mine.

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

to a whisper, forcing him to lean

lips curl back from his teeth at that. But before

room," I say, lowering my eyes to his

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

am, leaning my weight onto my elbows and forearms,

his shoulder. "Why didn't you give it

voice deadpan, "I don't know

whirls on me then. "After all I've done

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

This sets him off.

smiling, a little, as he storms to the

to watch him, but

his claws starting to come out and

is flat on the table, my cheek touching the

enough to ensure that I don't slam my head on

can hear his breath coming fast now, his

dammit, Brooklyn," he says, "I could make this so much worse for you. You're treated like damn princess in this

get-it, Aden?" I

it got back to Remington that you weren't, he'd move to take me from you. You love having me as your little pawn, to hold as a threat

and then I gasp and wince as he pushes on my neck harder, my face pressing hard against the metal,

then, to my surprise, he