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.

folding his arms

at me, saying my name like it's a dirty word, "had a nice intimate

response, I roll my

Hudson

close my eyes,

Aden frowns at Hudson,

this some kind of lover's quarrel? Your fiancée talked to

Dad, that's obviously

eyes, it's not the issue because you're

to me, his eyes

I just said?

that moment and I can see him consider

just hold his stare, my hand still in

eyes boring into me. Lena cowers. But I

impassive. "What

"Wait-are you serious? You're not going to do

gaze to his

to do about

twitch in

anger to be directed at

don't know where this is going, not really, and I don't want to incur anyone's

my hand and crossing his own arms across his chest, looking like his father's double in

look between the two, struck

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

shift back to

he asks. "Did you make Hudson

exhale, spreading my hands

didn't do anything, okay? If anything, my father made Hudson

threw

nods slowly, figuring out the darker motives behind my father's little party, considering the consequences for

shooting Hudson

my own. "It's

Hudson