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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his office, pissed at

at her hands – this girl – this

what he

he’d stayed just two more seconds down

hair, pulled her to him, crushed her face to his own, panted into her mouth as he ripped the shirt from her body, grasped her small, firm breast in his palm, pulled

of him-

made

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?”

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

a little smile.

the ground now, her hands still locked to the

stepping inside.

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him a little shrug. She’s been down here alone for about ten minutes

on the ground in front

a key from his pocket. She wonders,

but then shrugs, realizing that it doesn’t

seen people after my Dad…teaches them a lesson. And you’re just sitting here, kind of… peaceful? When he is flying

and studies her. “What did you do

him?”

giving nothing away. Daniel just sighs and finishes

her free. Fay stands, rubbing

which really are sore- and looking around.