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.

don't know what it is," I say, matching his

he pushes, his voice harder,

gave it to

to the table. "Then you do know what it

my eye at him. "I know what it is as far as I know that it's a piece of paper with bad poetry written on it, sure. But as for what it means or

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,

whisper, forcing him to lean closer. "She told me to give it to

curl back from his teeth at

say, lowering my eyes to his

of dissatisfaction in Aden's chest as he pushes away from the table, turning his back to me, clearly thinking

my weight onto my elbows and forearms,

says, over his shoulder. "Why didn't you give it to

I say, my voice deadpan, "I don't know which

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

much, Aden. You've been a real angel to me these past few weeks. I just feel so

This sets him off.

myself from smiling, a little, as he storms to the right,

watch

my neck, his claws starting to come out

flat on the table,

my head on the

breath coming fast now,

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

get-it, Aden?" I

know that you only treat me well because if it got back to Remington that you weren't, he'd move

for a moment, and then I gasp and wince as he pushes on my

to my surprise, he releases

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