Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 136

“Drinking all day at a bar, laughing, kissing,” he chides, leaning forward towards me. “It sounds like a date to me, girl.”

I whip up my head at that, glaring at him. “We didn’t kiss,” I blurt out, defiant. Then, I blush harder when he laughs at me again.

“Does it matter if you kissed, Fay?” Kent asks, leaning back and shaking his head. “The damage is done. You were seen today, did you know that? That place he took you – it’s a gathering place. Neutral territory. So, it wasn’t just you and him there in that darkness – no. Men from all the families saw you there. Your

father’s men saw you there. Alden was the one who called me, in

fact, to tell me where you were.”

I go pale at this realization. Kent was right – I had assumed that Ivan took me to someplace personal and private, to a place where we precisely wouldn’t be seen. I hang my head, realizing that the damage is just as bad as Kent says it is.

“So, you understand now,” Kent continues. “What you’ve done. How you’ve embarrassed me. How you’ve embarrassed Daniel, of

all people. About whom I actually thought you cared.”

Frowning, ashamed of myself, I meet Kent’s eyes, a little angry at

Daniel,” I spit out. “I–I’m

we’d be seen.”

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out, his voice sharp. “To know that you can’t trust your instincts in this world? That it’s always one step ahead

right. Damn it, I really thought Ivan had liked me…but now, realizing that he brought me there just so we’d be seen, so Kent

I not given you your horse, given you your sister back? You have everything you need to

draw for you.”

final words of his sentence, and I clench my teeth as I hear them. Perhaps it’s the frustration in me, the embarrassment, rising again, but his words – they rankle me. I can’t help myself as I raise my head to glare

me, Kent? Wear the clothes you pick out for me every morning, participate in the approved activities you plan, talk to the people you want me

hand beside my head on

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smile playing on his lips. “To get you

I’ll feed you with a

a thin line. “And if I disobey?” I ask, my voice angry. He opens his mouth to respond