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."

door as

is

opting for a comfortable pair of leggings and

glancing over at

Jayde. She was always a bright

with my hair like her

up, I wonder about where she is now. I hope she's okay, that she got

come to love is your biological family in the moment

me perhaps because I

so many skills that I've found useful already in this

me hints about how to defy

here the whole time

me to

little at the idea,

between Aden and my father, the true

one who showed me, first, 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 the

wicked little smile crosses my

by taking me to visit my horse,

bed, put on my slippers,

I

side there's Hudson's

realizing that I have no idea

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

asked Jayde once where they went, but she had dismissed the question off-hand, telling me there was nothing up there but a

now, mulling over her

were kept downstairs in that little room in the basement... What the hell did

of prying eyes and then tiptoe forward, heading up the steps without

at the top. Instead, there's just an ugly brown plywood door, its shabby material clearly at odds with the fine woodworking in the rest of

clearly, was

round knob, and give it a twist-but it doesn't

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