Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 83

Chapter 83

Brooklyn

I'm not sure what to do.

I'm sitting across from Colsen, the youngest up and comer in the drug trade.

The one who I was told tried to have me killed.

And I had no idea he was this handsome.

"I have heard of you. And I have to say, it has not all been good things."

"Oh, come on," he says, cocking his head to the side. "It can't have been all bad."

I raise an eyebrow at him letting him know that, yeah. It's all been bad.

"What?" he says, joking. "Nobody told you about my striking good looks or my sense of style?"

I shake my head slowly, fighting the smile on my lips. I can't help it-he's terribly charming.

"Well," he says, giving me a sexy half-smile. "Now you know."

Colsen catches the eye of a waiter and holds up a hand. "Two shots of tequila," he says.

"What-" I say, my eyes following the waiter as he goes. "No, I can't-"

"Oh, come on, Brooklyn," Colsen says, leaning back in his chair.

"Relax. I can tell you've just had the surprise of your life. You need a little something to settle the nerves." The waiter returns, and Colsen takes the glasses him, sliding him a folded bill and giving him a wink.

I can tell by the waiter's pleasure that it's a nice tip.

I hesitate, then take the glass from his hand. The truth is, I could use a little bit of a relaxing right now.

If I'm the unwitting bachelorette in my father's little setup, then I'm not sure I want to do it sober.

I say, taking the lime off the edge

the same, and then watches me slowly lick the salt from the rim of the glass and toss my shot back before doing

throat, and I can't help it as my whole body

Colsen

says.

relief, the acid of the lime chasing away the sharpness of the tequila

open my eyes again, meeting Colsen's smile with my own. He gestures to the waiter again, ordering

weeks pass. The Brooklyn of a few weeks ago would have run screaming when she found out that

With Aden's worst enemy.

of today? Honestly,

leaning closer to

at all of the people in the circle at all of my suitors, apparently. The waiter

raise mine along with him. "The most eligible bachelorette

He winks.

the size of a golf ball on her hand. More's the pity for the rest of us." When we're finished, I settle back in my chair, leaning a little

I say, relaxed, looking at

Pelkon

beneath half-lidded eyes. "How did a nice boy get mixed up in organized crime, anyway? Were you born

at me indulgently and leaning

to Colsen's story for the

A self-made guy, climbing up through the ranks with nothing but sheer will,

v

out, so he had to make his own way

Despite myself, I'm impressed.

this I had thought I liked

over his muscles

My mind flashes-unwillingly-to

doesn't have any

least, none that I can see. But otherwise, these two

similar...

bringing

a moment as his eyes flash to my front teeth pressed lightly against the

that. I like that, maybe,

the hell is going

in my seat, looking up at the fire-lit person standing

form a little