Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 92

Kent pounds his fist once on his desk, the sound echoing

throughout the room as he grits his teeth and closing his eyes.

But no matter how hard he tries, he can’t stop the memories –

The sight of her kneeling for him on the ground, panting, waiting –

The sweet yelp that she made, her whole body tensing as he just flicked her ass with the whip-

God, he’d been instantly hard when he heard that noise – had felt,

finally, like he could control her again –

But then.

Fucking then. When she had said no.

He had just lost it. Lost complete control – gone to his knees in

front of her and she had laughed at him.

–

Kent pictures her face in that moment – her beautiful face, with her red curls spilling around her cheeks, as she had smirked at him

and not begged, but demanded that he hit her again.

God damnit. He had almost truly lost it then–almost….

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gotten out of the room.

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in the privacy of his office, pissed at himself for

it was at her hands – this girl – this nothing-

what he would have done

he’d stayed just two more seconds

her mouth as he ripped the shirt from her body, grasped her small, firm breast in his palm, pulled her

of him-

her moan, made her beg-

grinding his teeth against his desire, but he can’t help it. Instead, he gives in, swiftly unbuckling his belt, the top button of his pants, thrusting his hand

“Fay?”

head swivels towards the door as it pushes open slightly, a dark head peeking from

Daniel,” she says with a little smile.

locked to the floor with the chain and padlock.

stepping inside. “You seem…shockingly

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down here alone for about ten minutes now.

on the ground in front of

a key from his

it, but then shrugs, realizing that it

seen people after my Dad…teaches them a lesson. And you’re just sitting here, kind of…

studies her. “What did you do

him?”

shrugs, giving nothing away. Daniel

free. Fay stands, rubbing her

really are sore- and looking around.