Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 76

Chapter 76

Brooklyn

As Hudson waits for my reply, I pause, stunned.

That conversation in the backyard about leaving everything behind-was that really just two hours ago? Because it seems like a lifetime ago now.

And I don't know if that's what I want anymore.

But until I do know what I want, I'm not going to mess with Hudson's head. After all, I'm the one who convinced him we should leave.

I clear my throat. "I think we shouldn't be hasty. Not now that I've already received my punishment. Let's be careful so we do it right, once and for all."

It's Hudson's turn to shrug now as he turns to look out the window.

I study him and consider that Hudson has done everything he can to avoid learning more about this life. He avoids it, hides from it, as much as he can.

And I used to feel that way, too.

Hudson and I may not be right for each other romantically, but we've always been on the same page.

So why am I suddenly so curious about the thing he refuses to look at closely?

"Hudson," I say slowly, quietly. "Why do you think it is that you don't want this life? You were born into it."

I tilt my head, careful with what I say next.

"Do you think it's something about like...who you are, intrinsically, that makes you a mismatch? Or is it something else?"

He turns to glare at me. "Are you asking if I don't belong here because I'm gay?"

I shake my head vigorously. That's what I was afraid he'd think, but it isn't true.

I'm more thinking about the fact that I've learned that I was actually born into all of...this.

all! But..." I pause a moment and take a sip of wine. "Well, that's where

to be in this life and not be mated, not have a family of your own flesh and blood. Lineage

looks me in the eye. "It's not possible that I'm

sure

brooding, but I can't

strange mood today, feeling a little impulsive

I take a breath,

"So are you...seeing anyone?"

says, surprised, and then

about the barista at

was...nothing," he murmurs. "We don't date-we

and take another bite of donut.

but

"You're lying! You are seeing

up straight, thrilled.

little smile from the corners of his mouth as he flings a

forward and whispering. "Come on, you're my fiancé. We have no secrets. You have to tell me

eyebrow. "You're not...mad

and putting a hand on his cheek. "We're not together. And we've been through alot. I'm rooting for you And I hope that you

of his

a moment, he responds. "Thank you. That might be

kiss to his brow, not pushing him any further. He's confessed enough today.

on," I say,

bed to grab the bottle

the floor.

I'm not going downstairs

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then takes another sip, looking at me

"You're not mad

frown at him. "What

down at his wine again, ashamed of himself. "For not...coming downstairs, in the midst of it all. For not...interrupting.

a moment to think

the middle of that. What would