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?

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stables that afternoon,

head upstairs and turn to my door, I stop in my

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

shutting it briskly behind me. Then, I turn to the bed and carry my gift to it, placing it gently down on the duvet gently, as if there might be a bomb inside,

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

inside the box, and one note. I reach for the note slowly unfolding

date, and then for

by midnight. I'll come

dropping the note, my

on Jolie's teachings.

to skitter away like some

murmur to myself, trying to say what Jolie would

to business. Because it was business,

my eyes and lift the first garment out of the

my

skimpy it wouldn't be out of place

at the cutouts on the side, the

cover my ass. Then I glance back down at the

en

even the

DUMS

back and forth between

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 my date with

out that Aden is sending me out

something Jolie would wear on the

quickly to anger and to steely determination, though-faster than

my eyes at the dress, realizing what Aden

is marking his territory. Making sure Colsen knows

into the bathroom. "You want me to go on this

just make him pay through the teeth

what I say to myself as I

the reality of standing

never goes quite as I plan in my