Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 86

Chapter 86

Aden

Something has to be done.

This is all I think about as I climb out of the second of three SUVs that have brought me and my captains to this meeting with Remington.

I've shown up in force today, intent on sending a very strong message.

I'm done with him thinking he can even attempt to push me around. And, if it comes down to it, my crew is ready for my signal.

Climbing the few steps into the strip club, I remember the last time I was here.

When I had followed Brooklyn into the Champagne Room, saw that pig of a man pressing her up against the cocktail table, ready to do as he pleased with her.

That moment had set my blood on fire, set my wolf on the brink of rampage.

I wondered, if I could go back in time, would I do it all again, knowing where had led me?

But I also knew I never had a choice in the matter.

I thought I was helping a pretty young girl who didn't deserve to be wrapped up in Dean's particular brand of sexual depravity.

But I'd acted on pure instinct that night, my wolf pushing me to her, like it always did when I was near here.

Now, as soon as we enter through the front doors, we head directly for the back of the club, ignoring the pounding music and the dancers lighting up the stage.

Instead, my crew work their way towards a back door where one of my security detail is already waiting. The security agent gives me a nod, letting us know all is well, so we push through the door.

Remington is there, waiting, as I knew he would be. I delayed deliberately, wanting him to be impatient and off his guard.

"Kenwood," Remington says, tapping his fingers against the low coffee table set in front of him that has a spread of food and drinks already laid upon it.

for a strip joint-the nicest they have. Leather seating ranges

numbers. They look around anxiously as my

guys versus his. My wolves whining for the chance to defend

looking down at Remington. Letting him know precisely his place in the relationship. He might be the

little,

on here, my increased forces, late arrival, and condescending manner. And he doesn't

chair and pretending a casual attitude

den in the middle of the day. What is it you want to

to know what you're playing at," I say carefully, sitting down and leaning forward so an elbow

this, subtle messages have meaning. The wolves inside Remington

picking up on each other's signals far more than what

lie. Behaviors and instincts

want to know why you're hosting parties at which your daughter is having intimate chats

"Intimate chats." Remington laughs

trying to play it off.

set

beach. They ended up sitting next to each other, by chance. These young attractive people-you know how

other."

letting him know I don't buy

beautiful girl, my Brooklyn. Young men want to talk to her. I

gets under my skin. But I won't show it on

stifle a growl down

was Colsen even

I ask, leaning farther forward and putting on the

you told me that

that party you threw

"Colsen spoke to me, after he realized that the evidence was pointing towards him. Assured me, in no uncertain terms, that he had nothing to

share that information with me?" I ask, tilting my head to the side, suggesting

forward and taking a chicken wing from a platter on the table. He takes a nibble of it

wanted to tell you himself. Assure you in the

my