Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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Kent, with his dark intensity and that anger deep within him that blows on some sort of coal within me, coaxing it to flame. Kent, who lifts me as easily as if I’m a kitten and pulls me hard against his body, making me feel safe and warm and wanted in his arms.

Or at least I thought he wanted me, until he wouldn’t look at me today….

I dismiss that, though I knowing, deep down, that Kent wants me, which is an assurance I don’t really have with Ivan. I have the proof of Kent’s desire – I’ve seen him struggle against it for weeks, seen him write up that ridiculous contract in. order to build walls between us, walls designed to keep him safe, not me. And a very large part of me wants to break those walls down, to see what I find behind them all. A little thrill

runs through me at the idea of Kent loosed from all of the restrictions he places on himself.

What would it be like to see him unbound. What would it be like to be with him, totally unleashed…

I blush, thinking of it, and then wonder – is that what I like about Kent? The challenge, more than Kent himself? I groan, feeling guilty, because frankly – it’s the opposite with Ivan.

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There are no walls, no mystery – just his sincere, funny self. I smile when I think of him, which I don’t do when

really, what one is looking for?

his skin felt under my hands, the fact that I could have, if I wanted to, pulled that shirt from his body and inspected the intricacies of those hidden tattoos, the forbidden

pillow, muffling the sound. God, what was wrong with me? Because I really… really

tucked away in the

poking me angrily with her pitchfork. “Why the hell do you need to decide now?” she hisses angrily, putting her hands on her hips. “Neither of them have made you

my bed, away from my pillow,

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