Chapter 75

Chapter 75 Brooklyn

"Brooklyn?"

My head swivels towards the door as it pushes open, a dark head peeking from behind it. "Hudson," I say with a weak smile.

I'm sitting cross-legged on the ground, my hands still locked to the floor with the chain and padlock. Hudson frowns at me, stepping inside. "You seem...far better than I expected."

I give him a little shrug.

I've been down here alone for about ten minutes. Actually, I've been getting kind of bored.

"No real harm done," I hear myself say. And what's weird is that I actually mean it.

Hudson comes over to me, kneeling on the ground in front of me and producing a key from his pocket.

"It's just..." Hudson says as he works to free me. "I've seen people after my dad...teaches them a lesson." "Oh?" I ask. "And I'm different?"

"Well, yeah. You're just sitting here, kind of... peaceful? When he is flying around upstairs all pissed off?" The satisfaction I get from that is so powerful I have to stop myself from grinning ear to ear.

Aden wants to control me, but I have a say in this, too.

Hudson pauses for a moment and studies me. "What did you do to him?"

I could almost laugh.

What did I, Brooklyn, a nobody, do to the Mafia King?

I don't give anything away.

Hudson sighs and finishes unlocking the cuffs, setting me free.

my wrists-which really are sore-and

to you?" Hudson asks, slipping his hands into his pockets and standing as

I don't know how

Hudson will think it

how much

eyes widen as he sees the direction of my gaze. "Wait, did he...use

and

now. "I think he was just trying to scare me a little." Hudson looks at me, aghast, but

to

door, like he still can't figure me

the room and down the

over my shoulder. "Do you want to get something to eat and bring it up to my room? I could use a

reply, and when I glance back, he's watching me as

minutes later, we're curled up on my bed, sharing a bottle of white wine

rest of the room is still a complete wreck-furniture overturned, clothes and books thrown everywhere -but the bed we were able

I bite into my

all over my shirt and comforter while I chase the

en

still-full glass of wine uncomfortably in

shrugging one shoulder. "Seriously, I mean, it was scary. But it

he just chained you to floor and yelled at you? And then hit you on

to the table first," I say, taking another bite. "To

me, still shocked by my

I say.

sighs, looking down

like the sort of thing he does pretty often. That's why he has the chain in the middle of the He uses it to...

Aden's previous interrogations have gotten...well...that hot.

another question. "Does that mean I'm like...made

scoffs. "No

you were made, you'd be way more shaken by it. He makes

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