Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 101

Chapter 101

Brooklyn

I nearly spill my milk all over the hallway as I spin around to stare up at Aden.

"What are you..." he starts to ask.

"Shut up!" I whisper hastily, glancing back at the door. "They'll hear you!"

"They?" Aden raises an eyebrow and looks again at Hudson's door.

"Come on!" I hiss, throwing my shoulder against his side, trying to herd him towards my room before Hudson's door opens and he and his lover find us both standing there.

Aden chuckles at my wasted effort to get him to move-we both know I couldn't budge him an inch if he didn't want to go.

After a moment, though, he allows himself to be shepherded out of the hall and through my open door, which I press my back against to close.

I flinch as my lock clicks shut, desperately hoping that Hudson and Lucas didn't hear us.

"Well, little one." Aden smirks at me. "I didn't think you'd be so eager to get me alone."

"Would you shut up," I murmur, turning my head back to the door to listen, my milk and box of cookies still clutched in my hands. "I don't want Hudson to know I was listening."

"Listening, is it?" Aden says, not bothering to lower his voice. "Looked like you were doing more than that

I give him a dirty look, alluding to murder and torture and every horrible thing he can imagine if he doesn't shut his mouth right now.

I can see the laugher cross his face, but he puts his hands up, complying with my demand for silence. Suddenly, I hear someone open Hudson's door, take a few steps outside.

Silence for a moment, and then murmured voices.

Then, someone passes by my door.

goes quiet

murmur.

there are people in

at me curiously, allowing me to finish the sentence

shake my head. "You're getting nothing from me, Aden,"

lips, cocking his

he asks. "That Hudson is...entertaining someone? In his room? At night? While you..."

back at him, speaking before I

bedside table, placing my snack down there and turning back towards

a sensual note I'm not sure I've heard before. "Is that

just...exhausted

closing my eyes and taking a deep

and I'm hiding in my room from my fiancé and his

to mention... Lucas. I thought

It's all just...too much.

him blandly. "Visit all you want. Do you

box off the table and shove it towards him. "We can have a real sleepover,

my hand and tosses them on

Brooklyn," he murmurs, his eyes on my mouth

that none of this is sexy. It's all just so draining. "Can you just go away? I'm tired. I want to go

as he moves away from

a moment to consider

tired face, my rumpled hair, my lips still swollen from the force of his own pressed against them

think this is over between us..." He slowly shakes his

that, he pulls my door open and steps

door. Then I slump down onto my bed, pulling the

***

the door to the kitchen rubbing my eyes, still

door at six thirty-a housekeeper delivering my fresh clothes for the day. There was no

at seven in