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

I was again out of my depth. I had

just doing it

in control of things with Kent but –

me to anger, and then kissing

really am his puppet. Ivan’s puppet. Even

is so mortifying, realizing how easily I

their games.

at the ceiling, watching the light of day

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trying to come up with a plan, with some way to get what I want out of

at the end

fact is that I don’t even know what I want. Or how to play. Everyone is playing chess and I’m not even playing checkers.

my sister, my dad,

what I wouldn’t give to go

the dark for what must be a few hours. I sit up, looking

or Ivan feeding me tequila all day that’s responsible for

Now.