Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 198

“Ivan,” I say, my voice hardly more than a whisper as I stare at him from the top of the steps. Then, realizing that I’m standing here basically naked in my tiny robe, I clutch the fabric closed at my throat and take a deep breath, trying to figure out what the hell to

do next. What is he doing here!?

“I take it,” Ivan says, his smirk deepening, “by your state of dress that you are…not ready yet? Do you need a few more minutes?”

“A few more minutes?” I ask, baffled. And then, fully aware that

Kent’s eyes are on me, I flit down the steps until I’m eye–level with

Ivan. “What are you talking about, Ivan? Why are you – what are

you –”

Seeing that I’m not playing coy and that I’m genuinely confused, Ivan frowns at me. “Didn’t you get my texts, Fay? Or your dad’s? This was…all set up.”

1 slap a hand to my forehead, groaning. Texts. My phone. You know, communication with the outside world?

head. “I haven’t checked my phone since like…yesterday afternoon. I’m

distracted I was. Images of Kent pinning me up against

me upstairs- the feel of his body against mine as he pressed into me

– I’m taking you away for the night. A little mini–break, just you and me. So we can, ah…get to know each other.” His eyes move, at his last words, to Kent standing at the top of the stairs. Ivan’s smile deepens, bringing out a dimple

his left cheek.

to follow Ivan’s gaze. Kent doesn’t

only at me. Then, he twists his head quickly to

room, his meaning

I can hear Kent’s heavy footsteps behind me as I fly into

door shut.

rush. “I had no idea – I did not plan

interrupting me, apparently having no interest in what I’m saying. I nod quickly and rush to my desk, grabbing the phone he gave me off of it and handing it to him. Kent glances at it and then tosses it on the bed, glaring at me. “Your other phone,

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the bottom door of my desk, pulling out the burner phone Janeen gave me. I glance at it, seeing that I have several unread messages. I start to open

flicks his eyes at me once, annoyed, and then ignores me, opening the messages and reading through them. I cross my arms over