Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 183

Chapter 183

I surprise myself with my wicked grin, then, as I look down at him. Because this, at least – this cat and mouse game? It’s familiar ground. And really, I do know, after last night, that Kent isn’t going

to enforce that contract if I don’t want him to. He wants me to

want it.

And, if I’m honest? After a day to think about it, and looking at him right now, staring up at me with his muscular arms crossed, his diamond–cut jaw clenched, all power, and all at my command?

I still do.

I want it.

Just…on my terms, like Janeen said.

“We have a contract, Kent,” I say, my smile growing as I lean over

the banister to get a better look at him. “But that contract had no specific timeline. So, I guess…” I shrug. “We’ll just have to see.”

Then, without a look back, I jog the rest of the way up the stairs.

At around eight o’clock, a knock comes at my door, making my stomach plummet almost to my feet. I hesitate, knowing it could

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pushed Kent this afternoon – so it could be him, ready

in through

It’s better to know, I think, than

it. Which is something I know I am

I pull my door open and hear a little

into my arms, closing my door behind me as I hurry to the bed. Eagerly, I untie the bow and shake

by

along their edges. Then, I gasp when beneath it I find the most luxurious robe I’ve ever seen – cut short, but trimmed at the

soft white fur.

– a pair of the most delicate white moccasins I’ve seen with fur lining the

the bed and

a finger curled on my

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was…well, it was still lingerie, I supposed. But it was not anything like the lace teddy he sent me the

wear yesterday,

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