Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 137

“No, Fay,” he says, bringing his face closer to mine as he smirks

at me. “I got the feeling that you…liked that. A little too much. So,

we’ll have to find some different methods to teach you how to act in this family.”

I gasp at this, shocked at the gall of him- but also, frankly, by the

fact that…well, that he’s right. I just didn’t know he knew.

Embarrassed, I push myself away from the door, moving to my right, working to get past him, away from him. “Bully,” I growl, my teeth clenched. “I’m engaged to your son, you don’t have any right to control my life –”

He puts his other arm up, blocking me as I try to get past him, and then his hand is suddenly against my chest, pushing me with force back against the door. I feel the breath leave me as I look up

into his face, which glares furiously down into mine.

“Do you think this has anything to do with Daniel anymore, Fay?” he snaps. “No, you ended that today, with your little date. You

belong to me now, girl. I decide your fate from here on out.”

“Is that it, then?” I ask, cocking my head and staring daggers into his dark green eyes, which are lit now with that fire I know I kindle in him. “It has nothing to do with Daniel anymore? So what, Kent, are you just admitting that you’re jealous?”

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whispers, considering, as if turning the

his tongue. He brings

my chest and instead back to the door on the other side of my head. He’s trapping me

his whole self, not touching me but pinning me to the

the

you honestly think I’m jealous of those little boys, Fay? Daniel,

of the little stolen kisses, and the

make

stand on

at him, the

attention at his words, at the feel

my face. My breath comes quicker now,

observes me, laughing a little to

open my breath to get more air, that I

force of him.

turns in me like a knife.

in defiance. “I do think you’re jealous

think you wish you were

a fox, forcing a gasp

wraps around my waist and another

holding my head in place as