Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 231

The noise runs through me like a gun being shot off in the room and I’m suddenly, instantly, gaspingly awake, looking around for whatever horrible apocalyptic thing is shrieking for us to run, to hide, to flee –

But then, almost in the next instant, I realize that it’s just that fucking alarm clock

Kent groans beneath me, hardly moving at all, apparently used to it. He opens his eyes, though, which I smack him hard in the chest.

“Ooof,” he says, frowning at me and rubbing his pectoral where I hit him. “What the hell was that for?”

“Turn that thing off!” I shriek, pointing to the alarm clock. “Before I have a heart attack!”

Kent just laughs and rolls over towards the clock, grabbing it off the nightstand and pressing the button on top. It instantly goes silent and Kent drops it on the bed before he turns back to me.

“Told you it would wake the dead.”

“It woke me!” I growl, hitting him again, which just makes him laugh more. “And I almost died from fright!”

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asks, grabbing me by the waist and pulling me back down to the sheets, twisting so that he pins me there with his body on top of mine, “that you can stand up to me without a second thought, but a little alarm clock you say is nearly

him, pretending I want to get away when really…well, actually, it feels rather nice to be pinned under Kent’s fit body, getting to feel the weight of him pressing me into the mattress. “I can’t seduce the clock into

bones and then shifting his body to drop another kiss lower, and then

murmur, smiling as I watch him. and sinking my fingers deep into his hair. “I got a horse and a knee–shattering orgasm and a whole closet full of clothes. What did you get?”

eyes lower on my body. Taking his meaning – that my body is his now, and his alone I laugh, wiggling so that I’m down next to him, our faces aligned.

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his check, working hard to hold back the full extent of my sly smile

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they?” he asks, pretending to look at the closet and consider it. “And here

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laugh and smack him on my shoulder. “The women’s clothes, Kent. I

but a little chagrined that I’m inquiring. I think he’d

Kent murmurs, leaning forward to rest

ago?” I gasp, shocked. I had assumed he’d had

nods, closing his eyes and letting me

as he pulls away to look at me.

a moment, as if deciding what to tell