Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 223

Chapter 223

I open my eyes when I realize, quite suddenly, that Kent is not walking me towards the office door that I came through. Instead, he heads to the back of the office towards where he keeps a shelf full of leather–bound books that I’ve never really thought much about before.

“Where are we going?” I ask, a little shocked and more than a little curious.

“The door,” Kent replies, and I hear something in his voice that’s a little smug.

I frown up at him, confused, wanting to be in on the secret.

“That one,” he says, bringing me close to the bookshelf and nodding towards it, not looking at me. “The green one. With the gilt title.”

Hesitant, I reach out a hand and touch the book he indicated, pulling it towards me. The book tilts in my hand, but instead of sliding off the shelf it pivots forward and clicks. Then, I gasp as the whole bookshelf swiftly spins away, revealing…a corridor.

“Oh my god,” I whisper, looking up at Kent, shocked. “You – you have secret passages?”

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little behind him in a way that makes it swing shut as we pass. “I have lots of secrets. Some of them architectural. Some of

laughs at me before focusing his eyes on our destination. I turn too, desperate to know where we’re going

that peeks around drawn white shades. My jaw drops open as I realize that I’m –

I take in the

–

organized. The

accents, and it’s dark

slowly lowers me down onto it, letting me rest against the pillows that are propped against

feeling?” Kent asks, pulling down the blankets and sheets a little so that my bare bottom is caressed by the softest sheets I think I’ve ever felt. I blush as I realize, suddenly, that

to take a mental assessment of

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waist. I lose my train of thought

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