Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father (Brooklyn and Aden) novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105
Brooklyn

I could kill him.

My teeth clench, my lips press into a thin line.

I could absolutely murder Aden Kenwood.

My eyes flick to the kitchen door as I storm towards the garage.

For a second, I think about all the sharp knives in that kitchen that would help me do the job, but then I push the thought out of my mind.

Aden deserves a far worse death than that. Something medieval. Boiled alive in a vat of tar, or—

I slam into someone’s chest as I push through the door to the garage, someone trying to enter the house just as I’m leaving it.

I give a small shriek, pulled from my murderous thoughts and whipping my head up to see—

Lucas.

“Brooklyn.” He pauses, reaching out his hands to steady me after almost knocking me over. “Are you okay?”

“You’re an asshole, too!” I exclaim, pushing his hands off my shoulders and impulsively shoving him in the chest.

He stumbles a few steps back, his face shocked.

“Wait, what?” His brows drawn together. “What did I—”

“You know what you did,” I snap, advancing on him and pointing an accusing finger in his face. “You pretended to like me, and this whole time you were sleeping with—”

“Brooklyn!” Lucas hisses, looking around wildly and lunging forward to grab my arm. “Would you shut up?”

I press my lips shut, feeling guilty as I realize that in my rage I almost betrayed Hudson for the second time today.

Lucas is right—in this house, you never know who is listening. Still, it doesn’t make him any less of a dick.

“Get off of me,” I demand, my teeth clenched as I shake his hand free. “And get me keys to one of the cars!”

“Are you… sure?” he asks, baffled.

“Do it!” I shout, completely losing my cool and feeling tears prick at the corners of my eyes, which I slam shut.

I have to get out of here—I have to leave this horrible place, where I’m constantly tricked, and lied to, and insulted, and offered obscene amounts of money to—to—

When I get to the gates at the front of the estate, they instantly begin to roll open for me.

I grit my teeth as I watch them open the path to my escape angry because I know Aden is letting me go.

It wouldn’t be hard for him to lock these gates, to prevent me from leaving. But instead he’s sending me a subtle message.

He’s fine with it if I steal his car and leave without another word.

He knows I’ll be back.

Half an hour later, I’ve ended up where I need to go.

I pound up the steps to the house, and twist the doorknob, expecting it to fall open with its familiar creak, but I bump against it when it fails to open.

Suddenly, I fall inwards as the door opens.

Then, I don’t know what comes over me. I start pounding against it, over and over, tears spilling down my face.

“Let me in!” I cry.

And just like that, the door opens, and I fall inside.