Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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We’re both silenced, suddenly, by a hard knock at the door, both of our heads spinning towards it. I’m faster than Jerome, though, using this to my advantage. “You know that’s Daniel, right?” I say, smirking as I reach for the handle. “Maybe we should just…let him

in? See what he thinks?”

“No, Fay –” Jerome says, his face worried. But I just grin at him and whip open the door, turning to face Daniel with a wicked grin.

That falls immediately from my face.

Kent is standing there, his arms folded, glaring at me. And then his

eyes flicking dangerously to Jerome, standing behind.

“Sir,” says Jerome, putting his hands out where Kent can see them, like he’s being questioned by the police. “I’m sorry sir -1 meant to get her for you, like you asked – but we got distracted –”

“Distracted by what?” Kent says, his voice slow, even. Perilous. I take a step away from Kent, freaked out by the violence on his face. “What distracted you, Jerome?” Kent asks again, taking a step into the room, his eyes flicking to me once as he prowls closer to his prey. “What distracted you so much that you came into Fay’s room? Alone? And shut the door? When she’s undressed?”

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quailing a little under the

promise–it was nothing –

to stalk closer to him until their faces are inches apart. “Get the

for his life. He doesn’t even look at me as he goes. I watch Jerome’s form disappear out my door and down the steps, shocked and freaked out myself. Then I turn back to Kent, my eyes

is going on, Fay?” Kent asks, arms crossed,

at him,

on between me and Jerome, there can’t be,

then I

know. That he wouldn’t be this jealous, this enraged, if he knew that the bedroom that

my hands flat on his chest, looking up into his face. “Seriously, you’ve got to believe me – there’s nothing going on between me and Jerome. He’s my friend – one of my

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knowing that that’s worked in the

again. “Please – just trust me. It was

visit.”

by the stony nature of Kent’s face that he doesn’t quite believe me. I frown a little, confused. Why – if we just slept together hours ago – if he just took my virginity – why would he

for doubting your fidelity, Fay,” Kent sneers. “Especially considering that

at Kent,