Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 86

Kent comes to my side, grabbing my right arm and pulling it forward as he moves to the other side of the table. He still holds my arm firmly in his grip as he goes, making be bend over the table to move with him-

Which, I suddenly realize, is precisely what Kent wanted.

When I’m bent at the waist, my torso stretched across the table, Kent produces a set of handcuffs attached by their chain to

a metal loop on the table’s edge. While I watch, he snaps the

handcuffs tight around my right wrist, attaching me firmly to the

metal table.

Then, he looks at me. “Your other wrist,” he demands, holding out

his hand for it across the table.

“No!” I shout, scared but also suddenly furious. I’m not going to

be complicit in my own torture.

“Fay,” he says, his voice threatening. “This will be much easier on you if you’re obedient.”

as straight as I can, curling my other

voice is screaming at me to just do

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do what he says! – Just tell him what he wants to know

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long enough to know that

he does – it’s in his blood, or

intrinsic part

this world. It hasn’t gotten me

in

to look me in

me your

matching his

ago, I was trembling as he pulled me down the stairs. What the

a frustrated snarl

arm

returns to the other side of the table, I realize that

This –

I watch the anger on Kent’s face, I realize that I’ve riled him.