Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 88

Chapter 88

Aden

"Brooklyn!" I yell the moment I walk into the house, storming down the hall.

The household staff freeze and then scatter when they sense that something is wrong. Secretly, I like this. They know their place.

Still, Brooklyn doesn't answer.

I call for her again, heading up the steps at a brisk pace.

When I arrive at her room, I push open her door. I don't care what I walk in on. She will come when I call her.

But when I enter the room, she's not there.

The bed is mussed and scattered with books, pens, and paper-as if she was just sitting here a moment ago. But where the hell is she?

Angry, I turn, ready to search the rest of the house. Unfortunately for her, a housekeeper is skittering past at just that moment.

"Where is she?" I demand, my voice harsh.

"Um," she says, looking up at me with fear in her eyes. "She left. A few hours ago."

I take a step forward, glaring down at the woman. "Where did she go?"

The housekeeper shakes her head frantically. "I don't know," she says, her voice going soft. "But she was wearing...those boots."

I step back, realizing that my anger is misplaced. I don't say another word, just head back down the stairs.

I bang through the door to the kitchen, striding over to the table of older gentlemen.

"We let her go?" I demand.

men look up, their

the barn," one says, casual. "She

certainly didn't take

same man shrugs and turns back to his coffee. "The kid took her. The young one. Lucas. They

under a minute, grabbing a set of keys off the wall and heading for the last car in the row. It's the fastest,

I pull into the

rage right now, hardly thinking through my actions. I just need to lay eyes on her.

I have

how far Colsen has gone within the drug trade-whether he's taken

could come to war if I'm not careful. But at the heart of it all, the beating pulse that echoes through every problem,

for her, his ears

that no one can take her from me.

the car into park, stepping

react in much the same way as my home staff did-getting out of my way as fast as they can and making themselves scarce, so that when I stride through the stable it

town.

to peer at me over their

I arrive at

only

through the barn and head for the training

her

over her

I chose specifically because they

en

interrupt, needing to talk to lock her down, I

the ring, her horse trotting neatly as she raises and lowers herself in the saddle to match the

the smile and the joy on her face as she does it-a natural horsewoman, yes, but also someone who is seeing the

get nearer, though, I receive a shock. Her smiles seem to

I see who is standing there, giving her directions, I fill

Lucas.

good cowboy

hired him for his brawn and

hell is he doing in the