Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Gifts

Chapter 17 – Freedom and Dominion–1

The next morning, Kent is working in his office when a knock comes at the door.

“Come in,” he calls, hardly paying attention.

The door creeks open but no one says anything. Annoyed, Kent looks up, ready to tell whatever captain or guard was coming to report to get on with it and stop wasting his time.

To his surprise, though, Fay stands in the doorway. Kent leans back in his chair with a smirk, curious. What on earth could she

want now?

“Yes?” he asks.

“Um, can I come in?” she says, anxiously playing with her hair.

“I already told you to come in, Fay,” he says evenly. Annoyed, she drops her hair and takes two steps into the room, pushing the door closed behind her. Then, she leans against the wall, a

little afraid.

Like a kitten in a tiger’s cage. Kent can’t help but smile at the sight of her.

Today she’s wearing brown riding boots over tight jeans, a green cashmere sweater on top. The green brings out the cream of her complexion, the fire of her hair. As he knew it would.

She starts to play with her hair again, and Kent decides that he likes it down better than up. He makes a mental note to tell the housekeeper to leave it down more often.

“Yesss…?” Kent prompts, impatient.

“I just wanted to talk. About last night.” She hesitates again. “Is it safe to talk in here? About…”

He sighs and gives her a little glare. “Yes, Fay. Go ahead.”

“I just wanted to offer, again, to help. In whatever way I can. I’m happy to offer my services.”

“Your…services,” he says, letting his eyes rove over her body as much as they want to, deliberately trying to be lewd. If he embarrasses her, she’ll give up, he thinks. As she’s done before.

She blushes deliciously – he feels a stirring within himself, watching her squirm – and then stands up straight.

says. “I could council

says, looking back to the papers on the desk

smiles and looks back at her, liking the fire he sees in her when she gets

you pushing so hard for this,” he asks, leaning back in his chair,

– Freedom and Dominion–2

of his smile. Take away his

for your offer, Fay,”

deliberately ignoring her until he hears her sigh and open the door to leave. As he hears her move through the door, he glances up to catch one last glimpse before she shuts it.

good choice, he notes. He’ll repeat that fashion

Kent turns his attention to the screen on his computer which holds all of the surveillance footage in his house. A few clicks allow him to focus the cameras on her, following her path as she goes back up the stairs towards her room. She

down the hallway

little hum of interest, leaning back in his

son answers and smiles at her, inviting

roiling in his gut.

too much, he leans over to the intercom on his desk, pressing number 8 for his own bedroom. “Fiona?” he

answers. “Hey baby,” she

you come down to my office, please?”

flops down on Daniel’s bed, sighing.

the edge next to

green that match Daniel’s eyes, but there’s very little personal decoration – not much

you guys do all day, here?” She asks, suddenly wondering about Daniel’s life as

“I mostly stay in here,” he says, nodding to his computer and the several bookcases full of texts against

get bored?” She wonders, sitting up.

he says, laughing a little. “Doesn’t everyone?”

you ever get to leave?” She asks,

direction of her questions. “But we can’t leave now. Not

falls back against his pillows.

going to be like this,” he murmurs, sorry that she feels so discontented. “Once everything dies down, once we’re married, we’ll have like…complete freedom. We can go back to the bookshops…maybe to Paris…” he gives her a shy smile, knowing she’d

in response, but he knows she’s not content with

company and we have all

B

Write your comment

Gifts

Freedom