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.

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

pushes, his voice harder, "was it

gave

the table. "Then you do know what

of paper with bad poetry written on it, sure. But as for what it means or what it's for,

she tell you to do with it?" he says, bringing his face closer to mine. Even though we're in

eyes and lean my

whisper, forcing him to lean closer. "She told

lips curl back from his teeth at that.

say, lowering my eyes to his

in Aden's chest as he pushes away

onto my elbows and forearms, watching him, my hair spilling

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

my voice deadpan, "I

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

shaking my manacled hands. "Yes, thanks so much, Aden. You've been a real angel to me these past few weeks. I just feel so cared for when I'm being chained to

This sets him off.

myself from smiling, a little, as he storms

try to turn, to watch him, but he's too

grabs me by the back of my neck, his claws starting to

flat on

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

breath

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

you 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 to take me from you. You love having me as your little pawn, to hold

gasp and wince as he pushes on my neck harder, my

my