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

doing it for show. I thought I had

in control of things

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

puppet. Ivan’s puppet. Even Daniel’s

realizing how easily I

their games.

at the ceiling, watching the light of day

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night, trying to come up with a plan, with some way to

at the end

and I’m not even playing checkers. I feel so…stupid. And alone. I pull my pillow over

my sister, my dad, my old life.

wouldn’t give to go back to it all.

gives a mighty growl at some point in the evening when I’ve been laying in the dark for what must be a few hours. I sit up, looking down at my complaining stomach,

it was Kent pressing me up against the door or Ivan feeding me tequila all day that’s

Now.