Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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Chapter 141

I almost spill my milk everywhere as I spin to look up at Kent.

“Shut up!” I whisper angrily, glancing back at the door. “They’ll hear you –”

“They?” Kent asks, raising an eyebrow and looking at Daniel’s door.

“Come on!” I hiss, throwing my shoulder against his side, trying to herd him towards my room, to get him away from Daniel’s door before it opens and Daniel sees us both standing here.

Kent laughs a little at my wasted effort to get him to move – we both know I couldn’t budge him an inch if he didn’t want to go – but after a moment he allows himself to be shepherded out of the hall and through my open door, which I press my back against to close. I flinch as my lock clicks shut, desperately hoping that Daniel and Jerome didn’t hear us.

“Well, Fay,” Kent’s voice says, and I look up to see him standing in the darkness of my room, hands in his pockets, smirking at me. “I didn’t think you’d be so eager to get me alone in here –”

“Would you shut up,” I murmur, turning my head back to the door to listen, my milk and box of cookies still clutched in my hands. “I don’t want Daniel to know I was listening.”

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“Listening, is it?” Kent says, not bothering to lower his voice. “Looked like you were peeking —”

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thing he can imagine if he doesn’t shut his mouth right now. I can see the laugher cross his face but he

take a few steps outside. Silence, for a moment, and then murmured voices. Then, someone passes by my door, and someone goes back into Daniel’s room, shutting the door behind him.

hall goes quiet again, I release

murmur. “I think…I think we’re

whom I’m unaware of. If Daniel is having midnight visitors…” He pauses here, looking at me curiously, allowing me

slowly shake my head. “You’re getting nothing from me, Kent,” I say slowly. “So don’t even

head to the side, clearly curious. “And you’re not mad about it?” he asks. “That Daniel is entertaining…someone? In his room?

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alone?”

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I toss back at him, speaking before I think about the implications of my words because I’m angry at him for his stupid pressing questions. “After all, you’re

spot against the door and walk to my bedside table, placing my snack

Kent, my arms crossed.

midnight visitor, Fay?” Kent

sure I’ve heard before. “Is that what

want?”

I’m just…exhausted by it all.

my forehead, closing my eyes and taking a

and I’m hiding in my room

fiancé with his dad who I made out with

him to be my midnight visitor

Jerome is gay, when I thought he liked