Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 112

Chapter 113

Brooklyn

I stare at Colsen, trying to decide if he's on to me or not.

"What do you mean?" I ask, trying to keep my voice nonchalant.

If Colsen were to discover that Aden is tasking me with helping him bring Colsen down, he could rip me to shreds right here, right now.

Colsen glances up at me, wiggling the fingers on his left hand.

"No ring," he says, and I glance down at my own hand to realize that he's right-I'm actually not wearing Hudson's ring tonight. "Everything all right with you and your fiancé?"

I hesitate, wondering how to play this.

I actually hadn't left the ring at home on purpose-I just...hadn't remembered to put it on after my shower. But could I use this to my advantage?

Do I want Colsen to know that I'm free? I hesitate, wondering what Jolie would do.

"Sorry," Colsen says, and I look up into his face to see that he really means it. "I didn't mean to touch a sore subject."

"No, it's okay," I respond breezily, giving him a little smile. "It's just... Hudson is having a little...trouble. Being faithful."

I mean, it wasn't a lie. And Jolie said to stick to the truth as much as I can.

"We're engaged, but something has been missing for a while. We don't have the bond I would expect..." "Oh," Colsen says, his eyebrows going up in genuine surprise.

puts his plate of tacos back down and pushes all of the food to the back of the table so

loss," he murmurs, his eyes drifting down

I turn my head away from him and lift my beer to my

and leans back

know he's in school, but he keeps a low profile as far

a little bitter smile. "Apparently he's got other things

"And what's his style there? Does he have lots of girls who he sees for a short

in surprise, realizing that he's pressing me

on Aden's heir-dangerous information that very

give it. Hudson is still my

Colsen a sad smile that I hope suggests this is a sore subject. "Not easy to talk about the

he nods,

yel

I? I didn't mean to pry...I'm just," he shrugs a little.

QUMS

to push this a little

still, waiting

awkwardly, looking down at my beer. "I know that the dive bar that you took me to was filled with people from all

for me, and

Whatever Hudson and I are

good actor or...maybe he actually cares about how I

myself. like you, maybe a lot? But I don't know if I can trust

his nose and looking down at his feet. He gives a sharp shake of

right," he sighs. "I

that. It was...a

me, to