Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 77

Chapter 77

Chapter 77

Brooklyn

The next day, I go down to the kitchen in my riding clothes and wait.

And wait.

I have my breakfast with Hudson, waving him off as he goes to class, and then have about four more tiny cups of espresso as I wait some more.

I'm practically buzzing when Aden finally deigns to come into the room, which is, as usual, busy with activity.

My body responds to his presence, practically reaching toward him, but he doesn't even look at me as he sweeps through the room, then heading to the back corner, where the older captains sit.

He joins them, and they consult for a while, making plans for whatever their next move is.

I grit my teeth, realizing that I'm going to have to wait a little longer.

Forty-five minutes later, Aden walks swiftly past me, headed for the door.

Pissed-I know he saw me sitting here, I know he's doing this on purpose-I stand up and call after him. "Aden!"

He stops in his tracks and then slowly turns to look at me, an eyebrow raised.

Otherwise, though, his body gives no indication of what he's thinking or feeling.

"Can I get a ride, please?" I ask. "To the stables?"

Aden's eyes flick over me.

"No time today," he says as he pushes through the door. "Maybe tomorrow. If I'm feeling generous."

the door as

is

changed, opting for a

onto my bed. I sigh, glancing over at my books, but not wanting to

like this when I really miss Jayde. She was always a bright spot in my day, making

playing with my hair

now. I hope she's okay, that

your biological family in the moment when you say goodbye

perhaps because I am

useful already in this mafia

me hints about how

time as a spy

me to

at the idea, still not

loyal. But between Aden and my father, the true real powers

that there's more to this house than meets the eye. And that if I'm sneaky, I can find some really interesting and potentially useful-stuff in

little smile crosses my face

trouble by taking me to visit my horse, then I

bed, put on my slippers, and head

realizing that I know very

closet next to my room, and then on the other side there's Hudson's room. Beyond that is

that I have no idea where Aden

hangs from the rafters like some kind of evil bat. That would suit his personality, for sure. Thinking of the

dismissed the question off-hand, telling me there

this now, mulling over

storage? Especially if all of the family heirlooms and photo albums were kept downstairs in that little room in the basement... What the hell did they keep

bored I look around for any evidence of prying eyes and then tiptoe forward, heading

door, its shabby material clearly at odds with the fine woodworking in

clearly, was installed

firmly grasping the round knob, and give

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