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?

***

stables that afternoon, the house is

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

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

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

in it but...my breath ratchets up anyway as I lay my eyes

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

and

home by midnight. I'll

murmur, dropping the note, my

my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to lean back on Jolie's teachings. After all, I

why do I want to skitter away like some scared little

Brooklyn," I murmur to myself,

sharply through my nose and get back to business. Because it was business,

the first garment

just moments ago, my eyes

dress, so skimpy it wouldn't be out of place in

at the cutouts on the side, the absolute bare scrap of fabric that's

ass. Then I glance back down at the box and

en

even the

DUMS

back and forth between

the box and the slinky grey dress in my hands, realizing

I figure out that Aden is sending me out to Colsen

Jolie would wear on

and to steely determination, though-faster

at the dress, realizing what

marking his territory. Making sure Colsen

the dress on the bed and stalking into the bathroom. "You want me to

make him pay through the teeth

what I say to myself as I turn on my shower and peel off my

reality of standing up to

never goes quite as I plan in my