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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torture and every horrible thing he can imagine if he doesn’t shut his mouth right now. I can see the laugher cross his face but he puts his hands up, complying with my demand

Daniel’s movements, then. Hear him open his door, 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

hall goes quiet again, I release

murmur. “I think…I think we’re

Kent says evenly. “I don’t like it when there are people in my home whom I’m unaware of. If Daniel is having midnight visitors…” He pauses here, looking

and slowly shake my head. “You’re getting nothing from me, Kent,” I say

it?” he asks. “That Daniel is entertaining…someone? In his

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alone?”

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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 here,

spot against the door and walk to my bedside table, placing my snack down there and turning back

my arms

midnight visitor, Fay?” Kent asks, his

note I’m not sure I’ve

want?”

I’m just…exhausted by

my forehead, closing my eyes and taking

Honestly, it’s past midnight, and

with his dad who I made out with earlier tonight

if I want him to be my midnight visitor –

– and Jerome is gay, when I thought he liked