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.

the hall goes quiet again, I release my

murmur. "I

says evenly. "I don't like it when there are people in my home whom I'm unaware of. If Hudson

me curiously, allowing me to

hold his gaze and slowly shake my head. "You're getting nothing from me, Aden," I say

cocking

At night? While you..." he looks at the

back at him, speaking before I think about the implications of my

spot against the door and walk to my bedside table, placing my snack down

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

just...exhausted by it

closing my eyes and taking a deep

from my fiancé and his lover, with my

Lucas. I thought he liked me!

It's all just...too much.

him blandly. "Visit all you want. Do you

off the table and shove it towards him. "We

the cookies from my hand and tosses them on the bed, taking a step closer

me, Brooklyn," he murmurs, his eyes on my mouth again. "This

see that none of this is sexy. It's all just so draining.

me by backing off. I watch him as he moves away from

a moment to

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

over between us..." He slowly shakes his

pulls my door open and steps out into the hall, closing it behind

stand still, staring at the door. Then I slump down onto my bed, pulling the box of cookies into

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through the door to the kitchen rubbing my eyes, still bleary from lack of

came to the door at six thirty-a housekeeper delivering my fresh

at seven