Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 33

“I’ll go for help,” I say, rising to my knee, but he grabs my wrist.

“Fay,” he says, opening his eyes a little to squint at me. “Don’t go

anywhere. Tell no one.”

“What!?” I hiss at him, appalled. “Kent, you could die-”

“I’m not going to die,” he grumbles, forcing the words from between his clenched teeth. “This happens sometimes. It will –”

He groans before forcing out the last word in the sentence.

“Pass.” He rests his head back against the floor, squeezing his

eyes shut and grimacing in pain.

I gape at him. Is he serious? Is this honestly a common thing for

him?

“Well, what can I do to help?” I ask, still frantic.

He opens one eye and looks at me, clearly annoyed. “Go away,

you

he crazy? “Kent, you’re probably

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pain as he cannot. “Fine,” he says, looking at me. “You want

“What!?”

what,” he growls, trying again

my feet. I move behind Kent as he sits up and hook my hands in his armpits. Then, I heave with all my might, pulling him towards the open door to my room. Kent helps as much as he can, pushing with his feet to speed

he’s fully in my room, I drop him and he collapses again on the floor with a heavy groan. “The door,” he murmurs, and I quickly close it. Then, I lean back against the

floor as he breathes

what the hell will happen to me if people discover the Mafia Boss’s dead body

room.

those minutes, Kent’s breath softens.

of pain disappears and his face takes on its normal lines. He’s still sweaty and exhausted

you okay?” I venture after a few minutes of calm

breathing.

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open his eyes.

sure you don’t want me to call

someone? A doctor?”

his arms around his knees for support, and then straight at me. “I

stare at him, and I’m sure he can tell by my face that I

I think – and pauses before he