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?

***

back from the stables that afternoon, the

head upstairs and turn to my

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

turn to the bed and carry my gift to it, placing it gently down on the duvet gently, as if there might be a

no bomb in it but...my breath ratchets up anyway as I lay my

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

and

midnight. I'll come and

I murmur, dropping the note, my knees going to

trying to lean back on Jolie's teachings. After all, I knew this was coming-I signed up for

skitter away like some scared little

on, Brooklyn," I murmur to myself, trying to say what Jolie

and get back to business. Because it was business, after all-I did sign a

the first garment

ago, my eyes go wide

be out

looking at the cutouts on the side, the absolute bare

glance

en

even

DUMS

and forth

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

heat as I figure out that Aden is sending

something Jolie would wear

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

eyes at the

his territory. Making sure Colsen knows who

snap, tossing the dress on the bed and stalking into the bathroom. "You want

pay through the teeth

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

the reality of standing up to

as I plan in