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."

look towards it suddenly, curious.

Jolie says. "What he seems to be asking you for here is discretion. He wants to be involved with you, romantically and sexually, but he wants to control the terms and he'd like

sip of her

ridiculous amount of money. Seriously,

at her

smirking at me and lifting her drink to her mouth. "You like him. You don't

things," I murmur, glaring at her, and she laughs, taking a swig and returning her glass

Because you're already deep within this world, and I think," she gives me a careful look here, inviting me to tell her she's wrong, "that you like it there. But if you don't, we can pawn that gigantic engagement ring right now and get you on the next plane

don't

She shrugs.

is not a career path that's viable forever, that's not going to get me a white picket fence and

my lip, looking up at my sister through my lashes, finally

holds my gaze. "You want

about him since the moment we met. The way he makes me feel... what he does to my body... it's

of smiling as I expect,

path. But I get it." She wrinkles her nose at me. "He's really

other to my face, covering my eyes. "Oh my god, Jolie,"

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

IMS

from my

my hand go and sitting back in her chair. "What

do, play checkers?" She rolls

ignoring her and sitting back

says, gentle again. "I mean, the way this is headed, it sounds

how do I do