Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 208

Kent blinks at me then, his lips parting a little in surprise; and then he shakes his head, blinking as a little smirk pulls at his mouth. “Come on, Fay,” he sighs, reaching out a hand that he places between my shoulder blades, ushering me

neatly towards the open door. “Come inside. Welcome home.”

Surprised, pleased, I do as he says, only turning back for the little suitcase. “Leave it,” he murmurs,

continuing to urge me forward. “They should have taken it in for you anyway.”

“Oh,” I say, glancing backwards at it and then at Marco and

Gianni, who seem to be realizing the same thing at the same time. Marco sighs and puts his head in his hands, but I give them both a smile. Kent’s back turned, Gianni

risks giving me a little wave

guards like me, at least a little bit, I walk with Kent into the house and look up at him. “Did you have a nice night?” I ask, a little desperate to break the silence.

down at me

he doesn’t answer

in my hair, which I know is…unkempt, after a little – just a little – frisky business with

goes dark as

my hair

someung

do when

away more than I want to,

neatly behind my

at me so I have to tilt my head back and look up at him. “Did he

stomach as he glares at me. “Was

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you sent

in the flare of his nostrils, the tightening of his jaw, the way his shoulders flex back and his fingers curl towards fists. “I don’t want him touching you, Fay,” Kent glowers, his voice barely louder than a whisper and dangerous