Forbidden Temptation My Mafia Fiance's Alpha Father (Brooklyn and Aden) novel Chapter 75

Chapter 75
Brooklyn

“Brooklyn?”

My head swivels towards the door as it pushes open, a dark head peeking from behind it.

“Hudson,” I say with a weak smile.

I’m sitting cross-legged on the ground, my hands still locked to the floor with the chain and padlock.

Hudson frowns at me, stepping inside. “You seem…far better than I expected.”

I give him a little shrug.

I’ve been down here alone for about ten minutes. Actually, I’ve been getting kind of bored.

“No real harm done,” I hear myself say. And what’s weird is that I actually mean it.

Hudson comes over to me, kneeling on the ground in front of me and producing a key from his pocket.

“It’s just…” Hudson says as he works to free me. “I’ve seen people after my dad…teaches them a lesson.”

“Oh?” I ask. “And I’m different?”

“Well, yeah. You’re just sitting here, kind of…peaceful? When he is flying around upstairs all pissed off?”

The satisfaction I get from that is so powerful I have to stop myself from grinning ear to ear.

Aden wants to control me, but I have a say in this, too.

Hudson pauses for a moment and studies me. “What did you do to him?”

I could almost laugh.

What did I, Brooklyn, a nobody, do to the Mafia King?

I don’t give anything away.

Hudson sighs and finishes unlocking the cuffs, setting me free.

I stand, rubbing my wrists—which really are sore—and look around.

“What did he do to you?” Hudson asks, slipping his hands into his pockets and standing as well.

I glance at the whip at the floor. I don’t know how to say the words out loud.

Not just because of how awful Hudson will think it is, and he’d be right.

But because of how much pleasure I took from it.

Hudson’s eyes widen as he sees the direction of my gaze. “Wait, did he…use that on you?”

I meet his eyes and give him a little smile.

“Not hard,” I say, truthfully. After all, I barely feel it now. “I think he was just trying to scare me a little.”

Hudson looks at me, aghast, but my smile only widens.

“Do you want to go upstairs?” I ask.

He nods slowly and gestures towards the door, like he still can’t figure me out.