Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 90

Chapter 90

My chest rises quickly now, and I sink closer to the ground, my

knees splayed apart, forming a W–shape, my rump resting on the

floor. “I’m sorry,” I breathe. “I won’t do it again.”

“Too late for that,” he says, a small smile forming on his lips. “It’s

time for you to take your punishment. And if you want me to trust

you, then you’ll have to take it without complaint and show me

just how obedient you can be.”

Slowly, I nod. Internally, the surprise of being dragged to the

center of the room wears off. The anger and defiance I felt earlier

at the table start to resurface, waiting on the tip of my tongue to

be thrown in his face.

ahead, Kent, I want to say. Hurt me. Let’s

I don’t. Instead, I gaze up at him, my eyes. wide, my

nod. “I’ll be good for you, Kent,”

some part of me likes this, likes being chained to Kent’s fucking basement floor and

quickens, my brows knit together as I think, what

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laughs lightly and my attention shifts back to him. “Good girl,” he murmurs, looking

say.”

hand, curling his index

his thumb across my lower lip.

whispers to me.

and, for some reason, I don’t comply. It’s not that I

him; I just… don’t.

returns his thumb to the dimple at the

his thumb into

soft wetness of my tongue, caressing it. I close

rough as he suddenly tightening his grip on

up to my knees

me and taking his thumb out of

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