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.

to take upstairs with me, because I have a

to let this rest tonight and I

as I enter the kitchen. Hudson's sitting right there, at our breakfast table,

me and

his face. "Are you alright? Where

eyes dart away from him. "I went to see

"I'm glad you got

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

tear up that contract

hesitate, pulling my hand

at me

arms awkwardly over my chest. "I'm

gonna..."

a slow step away from me, putting his

he murmurs, his

taking out a bottle of wine

I scurry out the door, though I can feel his eyes on

I hiss, cursing myself as

trial of

door closed and taking a deep breath, closing my eyes as I

owe Hudson more than

was going to say to

best way

roll my eyes as I

this

move across

a big glass. This was

not so

a fine balance. But I drink the glass of wine quickly, my hands shaking

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

me this afternoon,

got here, but things are different now. I'm not his son's

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

in knots. Brooklyn: Here now part one of the plan went just as

few seconds later,

got

what you want.

than you