Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 226

I breathe peacefully as I look around at the little cavern that Kent has created for himself, more relaxed than I thought I’d be in his little refuge away from the world. It is at once… precisely what I would expect from him, and also so completely surprising. It’s incredibly lux, organized, and neat – but also, who knew Kent had hobbies? There’s even a little chess board set next to one of the wingback chairs. And who knew he had so many books?

I find myself drawn to them and slip out of the bed, wandering over to the bookshelves, but then I blush as I realize that – well, I’m still naked. I grab a throw blanket off the end of the bed, eager to cover up, but then I realize again that I’m alone. So, I awkwardly drop it on the floor and turn towards the closet, shivering a little. Kent keeps his room quite cold.

I move over to the closet and pull at both of the double doors at once, incredibly curious about what I’ll find. As I open them, the recessed lighting in the closet turns on, suffusing the space with a pretty golden glow.

I shouldn’t be surprised at the size of Kent’s personal closet- Fiona showed me his other closet, after all, where he keeps his spare stuff and that’s two stories high. But still, I can’t help but gape a little as I realize that Kent’s personal, everyday closet is bigger than my bedroom. Then I scowl, realizing that he really

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all this time, giving me that little bedroom as if it was

I smirk a little, thinking that Kent is kind of a dandy…but…that I’d probably never be brave enough to say that

myself, considering that he certainly accomplishes that goal with gusto. As I wander deeper into the closet I come on Kent’s

hurry on and find myself suddenly looking at things that are much…softer. There are colors in this section of the closet that aren’t black, grey, brown, cream, or navy. Instead, there are baby blues and deep purples, soft pinks and rich yellow silk. My

and the vibrancy of the clothing, touching everything, sorting through it. And, as I pull out a soft pink velour