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?

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

my mind, suddenly, of precisely how distracted I was. Images of Kent pinning me up against the

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

taking you away for the night. A little mini–break, just you

his left cheek.

gaze. Kent

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

my room, his

the stairs, past Kent and towards my room. I can hear

door shut.

swear –” I say, all in a rush. “I had no

of it and handing

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frustrated, and then nod. I kneel down and open 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 them

and then ignores me, opening the messages and reading through them. I cross my arms over