Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 232

“Oh,” I say, my eyes going wide at this revelation. That Kent… Kent has wanted this for a long time. Prepared for it. Expected it. Knew that it was going to happen now, not months from now. Whereas I…

My mind flicks to Ivan, suddenly, and how much emotional energy I’ve been putting his way, at how split I’ve been between the two of them….

While all the while, Kent’s been…making space for me. Here. In his super cozy secret lair.

I bite my lip as my smile fades from my lips, as I look seriously at him and consider…well, what that means.

Kent gives me a brash little smile and leans forward, planting a quick kiss on my lips. “Don’t overthink it, Fay,” he says softly when he pulls away, giving me a swift little smack on the ass. I yelp, but it doesn’t hurt – luckily, it was the fresh side. “Time to get up.”

He does just that, then, leaving me to sit up and watch him as he moves, naked, to the closet to get dressed. I sigh as he opens the doors and disappears through them. I glance at the clock, then, and blanche at what I sec.

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“Four!?” I shout towards the closet. “You got me up at four in the morning!?”

incredibly handsome under his rumpled hair, appears through the doorway again as he frowns at me. “What time

you got up, Kent,” I say, glaring at him. “Because

his head. “I have to get up early, Fay,” he calls to me as he goes back into the closet, “if I have to

about to protest that I never asked him to pick out my clothes – that he just

for me

my clothes, I think, giving a little

climb out of the bed and move to the closet, leaning against the door. “Um, Kent?” I ask, watching him. button up a white shirt over his undershirt, his boxer briefs curving prettily around the muscled swell

a question, Fay,” Kent says, turning to glare at me a little. Not glare in a mean way, I realize, and

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he laughs at me, turning

Fay,” he says, finishing with his shirt and coming over to me, pulling me close for a second. “I understand. Just,

and pulling me up against him so tightly that I feel my toes start to lift

him, and yell for him to put me down. He does, laughing with me, and then I smile at him and plant a little passing kiss on his shoulder and flit

me as I pull open the bookcase

me laughing as I pull the bookcase closed behind me. But I stop to pick up my little