Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 62

What could he do. What, really, was the other option. Could he, somehow, claim her for his own–convince Daniel to give her up,

to move on to someone else –

Kent scoffs at himself, then, putting his hand over his face, disgusted. What was he thinking – trying to find a way to take his son’s fiancé from him? It was unthinkable, despicable. Daniel would never forgive him, and Alden-

God damnit, Kent had never been in such a tight spot. Had

never wanted something so badly, and yet had it so completely forbidden to him- in terms of morality, of honor, of political alliance, of family. Absolutely forbidden.

Yet as every day passed, Kent felt his control over himself slipping,

bit by bit. If he loses control of himself, he knows that he will lose

everything. And yet….

It doesn’t help, sometimes, when she looks at him that way. When

she half–lids her eyes and pulls her lower lip into her mouth. Like

she’s holding back too.

Kent slams his fist against the table again, forcing his mind away from the thought.

What the fuck was he going to do.

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At that moment, the door to the dining room swings open and

Fiona breezes in. “Hey baby,” she says with a big smile, settling into her seat across from him. “What, you couldn’t wait for me?”

She looks up at him, then, and her smile falters. She can see,

a foul mood and she has

out of

says, narrowing his eyes at her.

wait for you, when you are

wall and notes. that, yes – shit – she was five

comes through

in front

we were on such formal terms

“I’m sorry, I won’t be late

narrow further, and Fiona realizes

would have been all apology

mouth shut, looking down at her plate and taking a

little basket, fiddling

long–nailed fingers..

Kent asks slowly,

this house, I should be at

and call?”

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Fiona shakes her head. “No,” she says.

have been on time.”

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should have been,” Kent says. He knows, deep down, that he’s being unfair to her. He doesn’t care, really, if she’s been late. But

there to take it out

he continues, pushing his plate away from him. “You are not my wife,” he says, cruel. “You are here, eating my food, wearing the clothes I buy you, spending my money, in my house,

Never, ever, has he stated their relationship in such stark terms. He never called her his

called her

at her, watching the realization of his insult break out

onto her face.

unable to stop herself. “Is that really how you see

when he sees her balk. “And right now, I want you to go

there.”

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says,