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?

***

from the stables that

turn to my

little white box is sitting on the ground, propped against it, a black bow wrapped around it this time. My stomach drops when

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, ready

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

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

and then

midnight. I'll come and

dropping the note,

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

skitter

steel myself, clenching my teeth. "Come on, Brooklyn," I murmur to myself, trying to say what

back to business. Because it was business, after all-I did

my eyes and lift the first garment out of

ago, my eyes go wide and my breath

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

I murmur, looking at the cutouts on the side,

I glance

en

isn't even the

DUMS

look back and forth between

corset and lace panties that are still in the box and the slinky grey dress in my hands, realizing

out that Aden is sending me out to

something Jolie would wear on the main

and to steely determination, though-faster

the dress, realizing what Aden is

Making sure Colsen

and stalking into the bathroom. "You want me to go on this date looking like your

just make him pay through

to myself as I turn on my shower and peel off my riding

of

quite as I plan