Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father

Chapter 113

Chapter 113

Brooklyn

Colsen drops me off exactly at midnight.

In the car, he leans over to give me one last kiss, but I put a hand out to stop him.

"Please," I say, my eyes sad. He pulls back, surprised, but then his eyes flick up to the house.

"All right," he whispers, giving me a warm little smile.

Then he takes my hand in his and raises it to his lips, pressing a lingering kiss against my knuckles, just as he did that time at the bar.

"I want to see you again. Soon."

I nod, giving him a half smile, but I don't say anything as I step out of the car.

I wave as Colsen pulls away, but I don't turn and head into the house immediately.

Because honestly, I'm not sure I want to be here, and I know what's waiting for me inside.

Because tonight, with Colsen?

Tonight was just...amazing.

We spent the whole night outside of that taco truck, plenty of good food and cheap beers to fuel an entire night of conversation.

We also spent a great deal of the time making out.

Colsen makes me feel something. It's easy, and fun, and sexy.

It's just-I didn't realize how much I wanted a night like tonight with a guy like Colsen, and how much I had missed it, even though I've never really had it before.

Colsen never, ever would have fit my image of Prince Charming-his tattoos, his dangerous job, and crazy lifestyle definitely would have put him out of the running. But in other ways?

He...kind of fits the bill.

I mean, tonight?

laughed, and we kissed, and I could tell that he wanted more but he never, ever

contours of him at

mine, opening my mouth to him. I

him, letting me know that there's more here to for the taking if I want it, but only if I want it and at my own

lap, running my fingertips through his hair, his broad

laugh so hard my face

the whole time, I never felt on the edge of anything-never felt

this house, I

idea which one I

to get cold standing out here pondering life, I start up the steps and pull

Then I gasp.

wearing

shrug it off-I can't walk into Aden's house, for

some other

quickly ball the fabric up and stick it under my arm, realizing that my only choice now is to take

pray that nobody's in the

heels clacking loudly as I go. I hurry into my room, pressing the door closed before dash to the wardrobe and

corner.

there but...whatever. It's all I

sit on my bed, reaching down to unbuckle the clasp of my shoe and eyeing the lingerie still

to even get a corset on with no one to

"Welcome home, Brooklyn."

the source of the voice, which has a slight mechanical tone-but there's

and I recognize it as Aden's voice as I narrow in on the source the intercom on the wall, by the

hadn't even known that it worked. "When you're ready, go upstairs to the third floor.

still, my eyes wide as I stare at

With

the hell

a long pause and then the voice

you there, Brooklyn?

stumble into action, crossing the room and hesitating as I push the red button on the intercom, hoping it's the right

I say awkwardly. "Okay?

pleased. There's a long pause before he continues. "I'm looking

back from the speaker. Hell, my whole

as my night with Colsen was, it was always

Aden.

And our contract.

Our deal.