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.

they have.

my numbers. They look around

wolves whining for the chance

precisely his place in the relationship. He might be the official Alpha of the two of us, but he holds no power

little, knowing I'm not

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

chair

den in

I say carefully, sitting down and leaning forward so an elbow rests on

a situation like this, subtle messages have

other's

Behaviors and instincts

at which your daughter is having intimate chats

"Intimate chats." Remington laughs

trying to play

set

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

other."

at Remington, letting him know

my Brooklyn. Young

sentence. His Brooklyn, which gets under my skin. But I

stifle a growl

Colsen even doing

leaning farther forward and

told me that he

on my life at that party you threw to introduce Brooklyn

that the evidence was pointing towards him. Assured

I ask, tilting my head to the

chicken wing from a platter on

to tell you himself.

words, my hackles go