Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 120

Kent is as cold as ice the whole ride home.

1/4

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.

–

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

Chapter 120

2/4

Kent felt no such jealousy. Probably because he knew…well. He knew

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

the second time when he had grabbed

shirt and pulled her

how to manipulate him, learning how to bring him to the edge and

god damnit, a large part of him wanted to lose control with her. To do

down when she laughed at him, to wipe

pressing his own to it, to show

was in charge.

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

that edge, his whole world teetered with it. He had to bring her back under his control, had to have this on his

else was a

into the garage at his house, Kent is all solidity, all icy control. It was a mistake, rushing off to the

Chapter 120

3/4

should be like this all the time, perfectly

in command.

it again, that’s for damn sure.

take Fay in hand the

force, if necessary.

quiet house. He’s surprised

people, but

eggshells today.

fine by Kent.

a group of people at the

table.