Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 103

Chapter 103 Brooklyn

The door to Aden's office is wide open when Hudson and I arrive, so we step in, still holding hands. Hudson pushes it closed behind us, and I spend longer than necessary looking at the dark wood of the closed door, remembering what had happened there only a few hours ago.

When I turn to look at Aden, I anxiously take a step closer to Hudson's side.

Is Aden seriously going to tell Hudson what happened last night? I hope, fervently, that he won't. Hudson would feel so betrayed, and I can't hurt him like that.

But Aden gives nothing away, standing there behind his desk, his arms characteristically crossed over the hard muscles of his chest.

My eyes flit over his body, and despite myself, I can't help remembering the hard contours of his form pressed against mine the feel of him hard and ready for me.

I gulp, dragging my eyes back up to his stern face, refusing to let my mind go there.

"Come," Aden demands, glancing towards the two chairs set in front of his desk. "Sit."

Hudson and I do as we are ordered, walking quickly across the room and settling ourselves in the chairs.

He gives my palm a little pulse with his fingers before dropping my hand, silently letting me know that we're on each other's side.

I hope that by the end of this meeting that's still true.

"We have a choice to make," Aden says sternly. "After Brooklyn's embarrassing display yesterday, I don't see any point in going forward with this charade of an engagement."

My mouth drops open in shock and I hear Hudson give a little cry of protest.

Aden holds up a hand, though, silencing him and continuing.

if you have done very much to

tense next

can do better," I hear myself

I will spend more time together-we'll make sure

my lip, wondering, really, how much it will take to wipe the memory of my date with Colsen from people's

thought of Colsen, my stomach

his betrayal, his public display of what I thought was a

to Hudson in a loveless relationship

to Aden, then, too. Tied to Hudson when

of thought, his voice low

done. Your relationship is a laughingstock

find you a new bride, soon. One a little more manageable

blush, looking down at my

date with Colsen-a little freedom. I hadn't realized

Hudson says, leaning forward in his chair, "this can't be the end of it-I like Brooklyn-she's the girl I

done, Hudson,"

his desk. "Move on. I'll arrange for

in my direction, looking directly

an important person in this world, Brooklyn," he says coolly, and I'm surprised to hear him admit what I've long

with the family means something to

formally tied to the Kenwood family. Here is

at Hudson before

not understanding most of the legal wording there, until I get to the

wide as I look up at Aden in disbelief. "Is this is

Aden nods.

dollars a year, and the purchase of your childhood home with the deed

clears his throat.