Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 96

Chapter 96 Brooklyn

I jump backwards as the figure hurries past me and then down the stairs.

He's got a hoodie pulled up over his head, so I can't see who it is, but he's certainly young, and with the height and broad shoulders of a guy.

Suddenly, I hear the noise of Hudson's door snicking shut down the hall and my mouth drops open as I put the pieces together.

Oh my god.

Oh my god.

Hudson had a guy in his room last night!

I giggle to myself, pressing my hand over my mouth to contain the noise.

He'd told me he was interested in someone, but I hadn't realized he was sleeping with them.

How long had this been going on?

I take a few steps into the hall, peering down the steps, but whoever it is has disappeared.

I shake my head, then, starting down the stairs myself as I consider that this is certainly not a mark in the be-loyal-to-Hudson category.

Clearly, he's not being loyal to me-not even really pretending to be.

Oh well. A problem for another time, I think, walking down the hall and pressing the door open to the kitchen.

It's very early, but there are still a few people here, getting their day started.

I walk over to the espresso machine and make myself a cup, looking around for Aden.

I hope I get to ask him about a trip to see my dad before the day has a chance to piss him off.

my mouth to the side, though,

on which the espresso machine rests, taking a sip of my hot

and smiles at me, coming right over. "Hey," he says.

nod eagerly. "Yeah, I'm just looking for Aden first. I

grimace stops my words, though. "Sorry, Brooklyn. But he's already

My shoulders slumping

got a lot of business today and wanted to get started

here. "He wants me to take you to the tables. So-" he gives me a

I'm shocked. "Seriously? You?"

and

surprised as you are. He gave me that look that meant

you for hanging out with me, the next he assigns you to hang out with me. I can't make any

it that way," Lucas says, shrugging again. "Keeps people on their toes with the chaos

murmur, setting

the machine and pushing the buttons again for a

might as well have a

heads off to ask whoever is cooking today

we sit down at my usual table, chatting

meal, Hudson joins us, the two of them greeting each other

sits and they begin to converse

After breakfast, Lucas drives

the old country

radio.

a guy trying to work his way up in a mafia family could sing

knew so much Patsy

shrug, looking out the window, enjoying the view, when suddenly Lucas slams on

he mutters as our car skids to a stop, beginning to fishtail

to the handle above my head and the center console to

vision, of course, snaps directly to the road, anxious to see

go wide with

the middle of the road, blocking any traffic that might