Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 95

Chapter 95

Brooklyn

When I turn and find Aden standing in the doorway to my bedroom, I nearly jump out of my skin.

"Oh!" I say.

"Going somewhere?" he asks.

I nod. I'm standing in my bedroom mirror, holding two dresses.

"Out, actually. Hudson just came by and asked me if I want to go to dinner."

Aden smiles at me, just raising the little corner of his mouth.

"You should go with the black dress, then," he says, nodding towards a little minidress still hanging in my closet. "That's better for a city dinner."

I consider the dress, which is really just a scrap of fabric.

"You don't think it's too..." I say, hesitating and looking up at him, a little embarrassed. "Well, slutty?"

Aden laughs a little at this, leaning against my doorframe.

"The whole point of going to a chic restaurant in the city is to wear a dress like that and make your boyfriend jealous when all the other men stare at you. That's why a dress like that exists."

I look back at the dress, surprised and a little excited. I had never thought about it that way.

I sneak a glance at Aden, still leaning there in my doorway, wondering what he'd think if he saw me on Hudson's arm, in this dress, the hem riding a little too high on my thigh.

Then, I take it off the hanger and lay it out on the bed, the question decided.

I start to move over to my vanity but stop dead in my tracks at his next question.

"Do you want to marry Hudson?" Aden asks, blunt.

I just stand there, blinking at him, totally confused.

"What?"

says, pushing the issue. "Do you want

was all of this coming

my next words. "I didn't realize that I had a choice," I

at the altar," Aden

isn't a real question about what

turn fully to him, folding my arms over her

evading the question of marriage. "I want to stay here." Because that, I think, is what this is really

know, could care less about whether or not I actually marry Hudson-our wedded life isn't what interests him. Instead, it's my

Aden says, his eyes drifting down over my body, "of staying in this house. Of proving

and I try to stand perfectly

they?" I ask, my voice

some tricky territory with this question, with that look

dragging his eyes

it a moment later, he turns away from me, heading back down the

of

see that his hands are

only thing belying the tension behind

I

I want to marry

any of them anything I

ready?" Hudson asks,

his room

looking so much like his

yenet

just stare

blinks at

there is absolutely no heat between us, between Hudson and

But me and Aden...

forest fire if we

I

***

very early, stretching my arms over my head as I consider my plans for the day. The stables, for sure, but...well, I hope that if I can catch Aden early, maybe he'll let me go visit my sister and

seen my dad in so long, and my visit with Jolie just made me

climb out of bed swiftly, eager to

had been right. The dress

that Hudson

experience just solidified for me just how much of our marriage will