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.

three men look up,

went to the barn," one says, casual. "She loves

take herself, and I'm

kid took her. The

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

minutes later, I pull into the

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

so much I have

out just how far Colsen has gone within the drug trade-whether he's taken down other bosses or made alliances with them. Does he

position, my own forces. This could come to war if I'm not careful. But at the heart of it all, the beating pulse that echoes through

prowl for her, his ears cocked, his

one can take her from me. No one

the car into park, stepping out

stable workers 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

town.

the horses are curious enough to peer at

at Heathcliff's stall, it's

means only one

pass through the barn and head for the training ring

sees her almost immediately,

over her

specifically because they were a match, a

en

I stride forward, eager to interrupt, needing to talk to lock

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

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

smiles seem to be continually directed to the center of the

see who is standing

Lucas.

good cowboy

hired him for his brawn

he doing in the ring