Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 158

“What, Fay,” Kent pushes, smirking at me and reading my

mind. “Did you think I was going to come in here and ravish you tonight?” He slowly shakes his head. “No. With you, I want to take my time.”

He turns then and slowly heads towards the door, looking at me when he reaches it. “You’ll go to dinner with Ivan tomorrow night, don’t take no for an answer. And then, when you’re on the date, don’t say anything about our plans to have him come to our side yet. Just…be friendly.” He smirks at me, letting me interpret that

any way I want.

I take a minute to process his command and then nod, letting

him know I understand, gathering together my pride. This was

my role now, after all. Agent and mistress of the mafia king. I had

expected the latter title to come into play tonight but…well, I could

roll with these changes. Honestly, I was a little relieved.

“And then,” he continues, snapping my attention back to him.

“When you come home,” he puts an emphasis on the last word, ensuring that I understand that he expects me home tomorrow night, and not at Ivan’s house, “there will be another box like this one in your room. I’d like you to wear it. And then wait for me to

come to you.”

I just stare at him. Was it going to be

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night, then? When he…

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eyebrow at me, clearly pleased with how

my chin towards him. “Yes,” I tell him, my voice steady.

he pulls the door open.

him and I fall to

permission to collapse and tremble

hands are shaking too as I grab

my desk and call

she exclaims, starting in without a greeting. “Is

Kent Lippert

than that

I groan, closing my eyes and flopping onto my back on my rug. “Stop getting

asks, intrigued. “Then what did you

gave me a task to do

me figure out what to do