Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 120

Kent is as cold as ice the whole ride home.

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On the way there, he had been burning with fury, his mind racing, desperate to lock her down, to burn down everything, if necessary, in order to secure her allegiance any way he could.

And he had…he had just lost it. Twice, at the stables, he had lost his temper, lost his mind.

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He was unsettled, in truth, at his reactions to the day’s events. His entire life since his father died – everything had been about

control. Control of himself, foremost, because from that spun

control over his house, his family, his community, and then his

world.

Control was the center of his success, his power.

And around her?

God damnit, for some reason, around her he just loses it.

Kent grips the steering wheel tighter as he considers it,

remembering the rage he let slip loose when he had watched the

boy put his hand on her thigh. Because, Kent knew, it was his

to control, his to decide who touched it and when.

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Daniel, Kent felt no such jealousy. Probably because he knew…well. He knew that Daniel was no real

idiot to ever assign

when he had

and pulled her against

how to bring him to the edge and just tip him over. And he

a large part of him wanted to lose control with her. To do more than just grab her shirt, pull her against him-

when she laughed at him, to

mouth by pressing his own to

was in charge.

he couldn’t go

with it. He had to bring her back under his control, had to have this

else was a real

garage at his house, Kent is all solidity, all

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he was on edge. He should be like

in command.

again, that’s for damn

take Fay in hand the old–fashioned

force, if necessary.

walks into a quiet house. He’s

people, but everyone is, apparently, walking on

eggshells today.

fine by

seeing a group of people at the

table.