Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 168

I see Kent’s mouth curve up, ever so slightly, as he sees the panic

plain on my face. As he thinks that he’s won.

And god damn it, but it lights that fire in me. I snap my mouth shut and square my shoulders, pleased when I see that smile drop from his lips.

“Sure, Kent,” I say, giving a casual little shrug, feeling a new

confidence flood me that I certainly hadn’t had ten minutes ago –

hell, thirty seconds ago. “I’m ready when you are.”

Kent’s eyes narrow at me and he takes a deep breath in through his nose. I watch him closely, my breath and heart rate still raised as I sweep my eyes over him, noticing the swell of his muscles beneath his shirt, the trim line of his body as it traces down to his hips, the –

The heaviness there, at the front of his pants.

The panic and the thrill pulse through me anew at the sight of it, of

what I’ve raised in him, and I feel a new perverse curiosity as well.

I want, suddenly, to unbuckle his belt, to let his pants fall to the

floor. To see it for myself.

Which is something totally new for me. I’ve never done this before

– not really. Never been in a room alone with a man who was hard

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to see me naked

realizing,

my eyes to his, then, and let him

a predator holding

careful step closer, but he shakes his head and shifts his gaze.

he commands, pointing over at a

series of D–shaped metal anchors in a row about a

“Over

at Kent’s face again but then do as he says,

to the wall and looking up

a few feet

ask, staring up at

to show you,” Kent murmurs,

the heat of him radiating against me.

resist the shocking new urge I feel to lean back, to

up,” he orders. “Above

comply, lifting my arms up, waiting, staring straight at the wall.

wrapping a wide leather cuff tightly

the cuff has a little

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in Kent’s hand. I watch breathless as Kent passes the other cuff through one of the d–rings above me, and then lowers it to wrap

it shut.

And then…

start to

like a game of chicken