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, disappointed when

back against the counter on which the espresso machine rests,

my surprise, Lucas pushes through the door to the kitchen and smiles at me, coming right over. "Hey," he says.

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

grimace stops my words, though. "Sorry, Brooklyn. But

I ask. My shoulders slumping in

got a lot of business today

the tables. So-" he

I'm shocked. "Seriously? You?"

and straightens up,

me that look that meant touch her and you die, though. So..."

he's punching you for hanging out with me, the next

likes it that way," Lucas says, shrugging again. "Keeps

I murmur,

and pushing the buttons again

all day, might as

heads off to

we sit down at

of them greeting each other casually

begin to converse easily. I didn't even

After breakfast, Lucas drives

close to the stables, singing along with the old country music from the 50s and 60s

radio.

smile, watching and listening to him. Who knew that a guy trying to work

knew so much

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

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

to the handle above my head and the

snaps directly to the road, anxious to see what

go wide with shock when

situated sideways in the middle of the road, blocking any traffic that might come by on