Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 110

Chapter 110 Brooklyn

The next morning, I reach over and grab my cell phone off of the nightstand, dying to see if Colsen texted me back.

I bite my lip, trying not to smile when I see that I have a message waiting. Eagerly, I click on it.

Colsen: So, has he finally let you out of your cage, Brooklyn?

Colsen: Of course I want to see you. Pick you up at 8.

My smile drops a little as I read the mention of Aden's name, and I sit back on my pillows.

It's not just me and Colsen's secret liaison anymore.

I drop my phone into my lap as I lean against my pillows to think.

I mean, it's never really been just me and Colsen, ever-Aden and my dad were always involved.

But that afternoon at the bar, during that gap in space and time with only the two of us in it, it was...well, it was really nice.

And, quite frankly, I don't like the idea that this is suddenly a triangle. Aden and Colsen, with me in the middle.

I want to have my cake and eat it too-to have both Colsen and Aden in my life, but to keep them in completely separate spaces when the reality is that I'm the pawn in their games, not the other way around.

Well.

At least for now.

I smirk and remind myself that I have Jolie in my back pocket, and that she's had loads of experience playing men against each other to get what she wants.

And she told me precisely how to handle something like this. If Colsen's going to bring Aden into it, then I'm going to double down.

Eagerly, I pick up my phone again and send off a quick reply.

Brooklyn: No worries, I'll come meet you wherever we're going. Can you send the address to Aden so he can arrange the car?

***

I come back from the stables that afternoon, the

to my door, I stop in

little white box is sitting on the ground, propped against it, a black bow wrapped around

it briskly behind me. Then, I turn to the bed and carry my gift to it, placing it gently down on the duvet gently,

see that there's no bomb in it but...my breath ratchets up anyway as I lay my eyes on something equally

one note. I reach for the

date, and then for

I'll come and find

murmur, dropping the note, my knees

a deep breath, trying to lean back on Jolie's teachings. After all, I knew this was coming-I

why do I want to skitter

I murmur to myself, trying to say what Jolie would say. "Be

and get back to business. Because

eyes and lift the first garment out

just moments ago, my eyes go wide and my

a smoky-grey dress, so skimpy it wouldn't be out of place in the

the cutouts on the side, the

ass. Then I glance back down at the box

en

even

DUMS

look back and forth

and lace panties that are still in the box and the slinky grey dress in my hands, realizing with horror that Aden wants me to wear this out on

figure out that

something Jolie would wear on the main

and to steely determination, though-faster than it

eyes at the dress, realizing what Aden is

sure Colsen

snap, tossing the dress on the bed and stalking into the bathroom. "You want me to go on this date looking

just make him pay through the

to myself as I turn

the reality of standing up

quite as I plan in my