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

control, his to decide who touched it and

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such jealousy. Probably because he knew…well.

idiot to ever assign Fay to his care. What the hell did he think was going to

when he

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

to lose control with her. To do more than

down when

by pressing

in

he knew he couldn’t- he couldn’t go that far. When

to bring her back under

a real

his house, Kent is all solidity, all icy control. It was

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should be like this all

in command.

it again,

in hand the old–fashioned way.

force, if necessary.

house. He’s surprised by this – he

full of people, but everyone is,

eggshells today.

fine

strides into the kitchen, seeing a group of people

table.