Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father (Brooklyn and Aden) novel Chapter 74

Chapter 74
Brooklyn

It feels like an eternity before my punishment comes, swiftly and painfully.

A sound cracks through the air and I flinch, realizing—

Shit, was that a whip?

I gasp and whimper when I hear it again.

Snap, snap.

“I didn’t want to do this, Brooklyn,” Aden says, his voice low and pleased sounding. “But you made me. If you’d only been obedient, I could have spared you this.”

There is silence now, and my breath comes quick and ragged, my arms trembling as I wait—

SNAP.

I let out a piercing shriek as I feel the leather whip smack against my ass.

I fall forward so that my face presses against my clasped hands. I pant, my eyes flying open in shock—

The right cheek of my ass smarts and stings—

Holy fuck. Did Aden seriously just—

“Get up,” he commands.

But I don’t.

Instead, I stay precisely where I am, staring at the floor in shock.

“I said—” I hear him grind the words out from between his teeth, “—get up, Brooklyn.”

Trembling, I pull my body back up so that my weight is resting on my forearms and knees.

“Ask me for another.” His voice is a low growl now, tinged with…arousal?

My eyes fly open even wider.

“Do it,” he bites out, his voice thick. I hear him panting now, too, and realize…

He’s losing control.

Slowly, I begin to smile. And I don’t say a word.

“Do it, Brooklyn!” Aden shouts behind me, snapping the whip in the air again.

“No.” I say, narrowing my eyes as I stare at the floor, my voice firm.

I hear the whip clatter to the ground, hear the anger in him as he throws himself in front of me, falling to one knee, grabbing my face, and forcing me to look at him.

“You will do it,” he growls, his face dark with his need. “Ask me. Beg me.”

When I do nothing, he loses it, his face turning red with fury.

He brings his face close to mine and shouts directly at me.

“DO IT, BROOKLYN.”

I wait a moment, and then surprise even myself when I open my mouth to laugh.

Just a tiny little thing, but enough to wipe his expression clean.

The blood drains from his face, leaving him pale.

“Do it, Aden,” I say, my voice totally even.

I don’t beg at all. I demand.

A horrible snarl slides from Aden’s lips. His eyes are glowing, his face contorting into something I’ve never seen before.

Oh my god, he’s going to shift. Right here.

And then who knows what he’ll do to me.

I blink, shocked, as I sees that Aden’s face is no longer inches from my own—

I turn, looking towards the door just in time to see Aden move through it, slamming it behind him.