Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 108

Chapter 108

Brooklyn

It's almost dark that evening when I pull up to the gates to Aden's estate.

I spent the day with Jolie, planning my next steps, letting the sound of her laugher and advice wash over me like a balm.

I also let her curl my hair into sexy waves and exchange my slouchy sweater and leggings for a pair of tight jeans and a turtleneck, all black.

She spent some time doing my makeup too, transforming me into a smokey-eyed femme fatale, giving me the extra courage I need to take this next step.

The gates slide open and I pull the car through.

Instead of heading around the back of the house to the garages, though, I curve around the driveway and park directly before the front door.

I steel myself and then step out, glancing towards the guard I know will be standing by the door at the top of the steps, who turns out to be Lucas this time.

I keep my face blank as I walk slowly up to the door and calmly hand him the keys to the Prius I borrowed that morning.

"Next time," I say softly, holding his eye. "I'm taking the Lexus."

He blinks at me, but I brush past, opening the door myself and leaving it ajar as I walk calmly into the house.

I head directly for Aden's office, knowing he'll be there. I don't bother to knock before I open the door.

He turns his head, glaring, opening his mouth to admonish whoever is interrupting him, but he goes silent when he sees me standing there, my arms crossed over my chest, a set of papers folded in my hand. I don't say anything as I cross the room to him.

Aden closes his mouth, watching me. I hold his gaze as I stop before him, my expression confident. Slowly, I lean forward and place the signed contract on the desk in front of him.

"I'm ready when you are," I purr, looking him directly in the eye.

Without another word, I turn and leave him in shocked silence.

As soon as I leave the office, I head right for the kitchen, hurrying my steps.

Jolie and I planned every moment of that-parking at the front of the house, demanding a better car from

the guard, delivering the contract to Aden and what I would say as I did it.

But now that that's all done, I don't have a script anymore, and I feel my nerves coming back.

wine to take upstairs with me, because I have a

this rest tonight and I definitely want something

stop in my tracks as soon as I enter the kitchen. Hudson's sitting right there, at our breakfast

at me and

his face. "Are you alright? Where have you

away from him. "I went

"I'm glad you got

there's no reason we can't turn this around-we don't have to

we can tear up that contract and start again,

hesitate, pulling my hand from his.

stops, looking at me curiously. "What is

my chest. "I'm not feeling well. I think I'm

gonna..."

away from

course," he murmurs, his voice worried.

the fridge, taking out a bottle of wine and grabbing a

scurry out the door, though I can feel

I hiss, cursing myself as I hurry up

of this new, powerful me

and taking a deep breath,

I owe Hudson more

it, Jolie and I didn't plan what I was going to say

way to break it to

roll my eyes as

damn it, this is so

across the room,

glass. This

too-a drink for courage, but not so much that I get

I drink the glass of wine quickly, my hands shaking as I glance

if I'm going to be able to find that balance

a new phone out of my back pocket-one that Jolie gave me this afternoon, one of her burners that she uses to text her married clients from the

first got here, but things are different now.

now-not just as his girlfriend, but as his spy. And as such, I'm entitled to certain freedoms. Like

all tied in knots. Brooklyn:

few seconds later, her reply

got this, little

what you want. Don't

faster than