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

his to decide who touched it

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no such jealousy. Probably because he knew…well.

– this handsome, smooth–talking young guy. Kent had been in idiot to ever assign Fay to his care. What the

when he had grabbed her – grabbed

her against him –

himself, disgusted at his weakness. She was learning his ticks, learning how to manipulate him, learning how to bring him to the edge and just tip him over. And he was falling

a large part of him wanted to lose control with her. To do more than just grab her

wanted to throw her down when she

of her mouth by pressing his own

in

knew he couldn’t- he couldn’t go that

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

a

garage at his house, Kent is all solidity, all icy control. It was a mistake,

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on edge. He should be like this all the time,

in command.

again, that’s for damn sure.

Fay in

force, if necessary.

house. He’s surprised by

of people, but

eggshells today.

That’s just fine by Kent.

strides into the kitchen, seeing a group of people

table.