Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

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.

wrists-which really are sore-and look

he do to you?" Hudson asks, slipping

at the whip at the floor. I don't

awful Hudson will think it

much pleasure I

widen as he sees the direction of my

and give him a little

After all, I barely feel it now. "I think he was just trying to scare me a little." Hudson looks at

want to

door, like he still

out of the room and down the hallway ahead

get something to eat and bring it up to my room? I could use

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

my bed, sharing a bottle of white wine and a box of donuts that Hudson swiped

clothes and books thrown everywhere -but the bed we were able

ignore the mess as I bite into my

sugar that falls all over my shirt and comforter while I

en

glass of wine uncomfortably in his hands. "You're

tell him, shrugging one shoulder. "Seriously, I mean, it

and yelled at you? And then hit you

the table first," I

stares at me, still

on," I say. "It's really

down into his

has the chain in the middle of the He uses it to... initiate

that Aden's previous interrogations

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

scoffs. "No way," he

a little laugh. "If you were made, you'd be way more shaken by it. He makes you take all kinds of