Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 84

Chapter 84

Brooklyn

Hudson doesn't speak to me the whole ride home, and after a while, I stop trying.

After all, I wasn't doing anything wrong...

Was I?

Sure, we've been told Colsen is the enemy, but is that even true?

And maybe, just once, I'd like to have a say in what I say and do.

"Hudson," I say, exasperated, once we're back in the house.

I'm trying to yank my hand free from his grasp as he pulls me down the hall. "Let go. Are you seriously going to tattle on me?"

He just shoots me a look, saying nothing as we arrive at the doors to his dad's office.

He knocks loud, twice.

I sigh, shaking my head at him while we wait.

It's not that I don't get why he'd be pissed. But he needs to get over it.

And I certainly don't want to have this conversation with Aden.

The door opens, Aden on the other side. He takes one look at us before stepping back and allowing us to enter.

Hudson doesn't drop my hand, but not because he's trying to give me any love and support in the face of his father's judgment.

I'm his prisoner, and he's not letting me go.

Hudson pulls me over to stand in front of Aden's desk as Aden walks around the other side. None of us

sit.

happened?" Aden demands, folding

dirty word, "had a nice intimate chat with someone tonight. Would

response, I

was Colsen," Hudson says through gritted

close my

Aden frowns at Hudson,

Aden asks his son. "Is this some kind of lover's quarrel?

open. "No, Dad, that's obviously not the

the urge to roll my eyes, it's not the

gestures to me, his eyes still on his

not hear what I just said? She was talking to

his gaze to me at that moment and I

Instead, I just hold

easy, those piercing wolf eyes boring into me. Lena cowers. But I hold

his face impassive.

You're not going to do

gaze

would you like me to do about it,

lips twitch

like Hudson, had been expecting Aden's anger to be directed at me. But apparently,

quickly wipe the expression from my face. I don't know where this is

dropping my hand and crossing his own arms across his chest,

look between the two,

frustrated. "But she betrayed us tonight-and made me look

eyes shift back to

he asks. "Did you make Hudson look like a

spreading my hands

do anything, okay? If anything, my father made Hudson look

He threw the party so that he could introduce me to his

darker motives behind my father's little

shooting Hudson

of my own. "It's not

Hudson