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.”

say anything. I just stare at him. Was

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then?

2/3

Kent asks, raising an eyebrow at me, clearly pleased with how

“Yes,” I tell

he purrs, his eyes devouring me one last time before he pulls the door

the door closed behind him and I fall to

to collapse and tremble all

I grab my

drawer of my desk and call my

starting in without a greeting.

done? Jeeze, I thought Kent Lippert

than that

eyes and flopping onto my back on my

she asks, intrigued. “Then what did you do?”

insist. “Well…he gave me a

me figure out what to