Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 107

Brooklyn

Jolie seats me at the kitchen table while she fixes us both another drink.

When she slides into the seat across from me, her face is gentler and more considerate than it was before.

Jolie has always teased me, and I don't really care about that, but this is the big sister I came to see. The one who I know has my back through anything.

"Brooklyn," she starts gently. "Does this contract make you feel like a whore?"

"Um," I hesitate, awkward, but really considering her question. "I guess...that was my knee jerk reaction? That he was asking me to be his whore, to pay me for sex?"

"And would that be a...bad thing?" she asks carefully, her hands wrapped around her drink. "To be paid for sex?"

I blush as I look away from my sister, realizing that I might have done something very wrong here.

I mean, my sister doesn't get paid to have sex with people—at least, I don't think she does-but she's in

an industry that has no shame about taking men's money in exchange for turning them on.

"It's okay, Brooklyn," Jolie encourages me softly. "You can tell me what you think, you won't hurt my feelings."

"I guess-no. I don't have any problem with sex work, as long as women are respected when and aren't exploited. It's just something I've ever imagined myself doing."

"To begin," Jolie declares, her voice soft, "I don't think that this is sex work. This contract," she says, pointing at it, "actually doesn't say anything about sex."

sit up and look towards it suddenly,

discretion. He wants to be involved with you, romantically and sexually, but he wants to control the terms and he'd like you not to blab to the press or

another sip of

your discretion, he'd like to give you, well... a ridiculous amount of money.

at her and snatching the contract

she quips, smirking at me and lifting her drink to her mouth. "You like

glaring at her, and she laughs, taking a

within this world, and I think," she gives me a careful look here, inviting me to tell her she's wrong, "that you

little grim. "I don't know what it is about this world, Jolie. But I'm not ready to

She shrugs.

that's not going to get me

lashes, finally ready to admit what I want. What

holds my

the moment we met. The

I expect, Jolie

it." She wrinkles her nose at me.

out laughing, squeezing my sister's hand and pressing my other to my face, covering my eyes. "Oh my god,

you to leave, but come on Brooklyn, at least he looks like someone who is

IMS

my hand from my face

Brooklyn," she says, letting my hand go and sitting back in her chair. "What do you

play checkers?" She rolls her

and sitting back in my

mean, the way this is headed, it sounds like you were going to fuck him anyway. May as

do