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.

it is," I say,

voice harder,

gave it to

to the table. "Then you do know what

know that it's a piece of paper with bad poetry written on it, sure. But as for what it

do with it?" he says, bringing his face closer

eyes and lean my head forward

almost to a whisper, forcing him to lean closer. "She told

from his teeth at that. But before he can ask another question, I

obviously, since it was still in my room," I say, lowering

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

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

shoulder. "Why didn't you

"I don't

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

say, laughing up into his face now, shaking my manacled hands. "Yes, thanks so much, Aden. You've been a real angel to me

This sets him off.

smiling, a little, as he storms to the right, coming

turn, to watch

by the back of my neck, his claws starting to

that my chest is flat on

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

breath coming fast now, his

this so much worse for you. You're treated

get-it, Aden?" I

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 as

and wince as he pushes on my neck harder,

to my surprise, he releases