Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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My scream is cut short as I lose my balance, stumbling against Kent as he tries to find his footing against the stairs behind him. My weight falls totally against him and he throws out a hand to catch us against the wall, –

Then, once he finds his footing and we’re steady and that I’m not shrieking anymore, Kent glares down at me again, livid. “What the hell, Fay,” he whispers, his voice harsh. “This house is full – people are going to hear you and start checking rooms to find out who is screaming – are you trying to blow your cover tonight? Again?”

“Again?” I gasp, trying to push away from him. But Kent doesn’t let me, holding me tight against him as if he’s scared that if he let’s me go I’m going to scream again. “Again, Kent?” I repeat, shaking my head as I stare at him, hating him right now. “I didn’t do anything tonight except what you paid me to do –”

“You got caught –”

“It wasn’t my fault!”

“You let him put his hands on you, Fay,” Kent accuses, staring down at me – and I notice something different in his face when he turns to this point – something…I don’t know. Something deeper, once a layer of his anger has been stripped away.

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counter, ignoring the change in his expression, my lips tightening. “When you sent me on an overnight with him, Kent –”

before

myself. “Spent one full night together, Kent? A night I’m apparently never allowed to mention, or tell anyone about, or talk to you about, except apparently in creepy secret basement corridors when you summon me?” Angry, hurt, I pause and shake my head at him. “Fuck,

goes silent, staring at me with his face shut down tight, not letting me in. And I stare right back knowing quite suddenly that

This…desperation.

I’ve got to

a sneer and I can see in his eyes the mirror of my own emotions. He, too,

want you. All I fucking

I open my mouth to throw

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