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.

the edge of the glass and holding it

slowly lick the salt from the rim of the glass and toss my shot back before

sharp in my throat, and I can't help it as my

Colsen

says. "Bite the

it brings some relief, the acid of the lime chasing away the

with my own. He gestures to the waiter again, ordering

surprised at myself, then-a feeling that's becoming oddly more familiar as the weeks pass. The Brooklyn of a few weeks ago would have run screaming when she

With Aden's worst enemy.

Honestly,

Colsen says, leaning closer to me. "You're

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

Brooklyn," he says, raising his glass. I smile and raise mine along with him. "The most eligible bachelorette of

He winks.

for the rest of us." When we're

say, relaxed,

Pelkon

boy get mixed

at me indulgently

attention 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

Despite myself, I'm impressed.

I had thought I liked the

my eyes rove over his muscles and his tattoos...I wonder if my

My mind flashes-unwillingly-to

doesn't have any

none that I can see. But otherwise, these

similar...

dismiss the thought, bringing my attention

eyes flash to my front teeth pressed lightly against the red flesh of my

I like that. I like that, maybe, a little too

hell is going

looking up at the

shirtless form a little sweaty from all the volleyball. "Hudson,"