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?

***

come back from the stables that afternoon, the house is

head upstairs and turn to

box is sitting on the ground, propped against it, a black

grabbing the box as I press through my door, 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,

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

two garments inside the box, and one note.

your date, and then for

midnight. I'll come

murmur, dropping the note, my knees going

close my eyes and take a deep breath, trying to lean back on Jolie's

why do I want to skitter away

"Come on, Brooklyn," I murmur to myself, trying to

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

and lift the first garment out of

just moments ago, my

a smoky-grey dress, so skimpy it wouldn't be out

cutouts on the side, the absolute bare scrap

ass. Then I glance back down at the box and

en

even

DUMS

look back and forth

and the slinky grey dress in my hands, realizing with horror that Aden wants me to wear this out on my date with

I figure out that Aden is sending me out to Colsen

something Jolie would wear

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

eyes at the dress, realizing

Making sure Colsen knows who I really

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

just make him pay

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

reality of standing

I plan in my head,