Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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Something about the possession in his gaze riles me, and I’m glad

of it. I’d rather be pissed off than terrified. I raise my chin and look boldly up at him.

“Do you like the outfit you’ve chosen for me? Does it meet your standards?”

He takes a minute to consider me before he replies. “No more or less than everything else I choose for you to wear.”

“Really,” I hear myself ask, raising an eyebrow. “This outfit… pleases you? The same amount as everything else I wear?”

He cocks his head to the side, looking down at my body, his eyes lingering on my breasts that are delicately cradled by the underwire of my bustier.

“You look beautiful in everything you wear, Fay,” he replies, taking a step back from me. He snaps his eyes up to meet mine, though, almost making me jump. “And the answer is yes, if what you’re really asking is if I want to fuck you no matter what you’re wearing.”

My breath catching in shock at this blunt admission of his desire. But he ignores me, returning to his study of my body, my clothes. Despite his words, he looks at me like a connoisseur, not a lover.

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“Would you turn around for me?” he asks calmly. “I’d like to see

the full effect.”

sides. When I turn to face him again, his eye are locked on

he says. “Stunning, Fay. Thank you.”

to say, so I don’t say

not to

he takes two steps towards me, placing one hand on my waist, his other tilting my

towards him.

sure about this, Fay?” Kent whispers, his voice a caress. “Because if this is just an attempt

no

to stare clearly into his eyes. “No bluff, Kent,” I say, keeping my voice steady. “I signed the papers. I’ll stand by them. But

hand from my waist and using it to give

back

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returning his hands to his pockets. “No,

Is that understood?”

to protest, but he ignores me,

as if