Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 117

I gasp air back into my lungs after a moment of real fear when I couldn’t pull any in-

It aches as it fills me, having been so roughly knocked out of me in the first place –

God damnit, I think, shaking a little with the shock of falling off a

horse for the first time, of the sudden violence that caused it –

I roll over on the ground, pulling myself to a seated position,

pressing my eyes closed as I work to steady my breath.

Someone is there next to me, almost instantly – I feel a hand on

my shoulder, a tremulous voice asking if I’m okay-

When I open my eyes, I’m shocked to see it is Kent kneeling next

to me, concern written in every line of his face.

“Are you serious?” I shout at him, anger mixing with the fear. running through my veins. I brush his hand off my shoulder. “We would all be fine if you didn’t rush in here like a crazy person! What the hell-

Suddenly, I remember my horse and spin my torso around, looking behind me to see Heathcliff at the other side of the arena, looking at us with wide and frightened eyes.

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push myself to my feet in

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arm. But he’s too slow, and I’m able to pull out

as I hurry over to my poor

starting to stand

jaw, looking anxiously between

I don’t have time for that. I slow myself as I cross the

that he’ll shy again and be

in a rage. So, instead, I force myself to

to him as

see the horse physically relax when he sees how calm I am–or

I’m pretending to be. When I hold my hand out to him, he stretches his neck forward, pressing his nose into my palm, trusting me. I take a moment, then, as I take his reins in my left hand, to stroke his neck and tell him how pretty and wonderful

calm

nice to my horse, I’m

Kent Lippert think he

something inside me prompts, the most dangerous man

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I quickly dismiss the thought because

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them, then, and see that they’re standing right where I left them, Kent staring worriedly at

He could very easily