Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 139

“Good night, Fay,” he calls as I stomp up the stairs towards my

room. “See you at breakfast.”

I don’t look back. Instead, I storm through my bedroom door and

slam it shut behind me, hurling myself onto my bed. There, I hide

my head in my pillow and burst into furious tears.

I stay alone in my room for hours after I finish crying. Vacillating

between feeling absolutely horrible and then feeling absolutely

nothing at all, I stare at my ceiling for hours.

I had thought I was in charge with Kent. That I could rile him, and

use his…his attraction to me for my benefit. But today, everything

proved to me that I was again out of my depth. I had thought

liked me, but he was just doing it for show.

of things with Kent

raising me to anger, and then kissing me, making me kiss him back, lose control like

puppet. Ivan’s puppet. Even

mortifying, realizing how easily

their games.

the ceiling, watching the

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plan, with some way to get what I want out of this

end

that I don’t even know what I want. Or how to play. Everyone is playing chess and I’m not even playing checkers. I feel so…stupid. And alone. I pull my pillow over

my sister, my dad,

give to go

in the dark for what must be a

and put a hand there, wondering if it was Kent pressing me up against the door or Ivan feeding me tequila all

Now.