Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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“What!” I shriek, shocked, a noise that makes Kent laugh.

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“Kent!” I hiss in a whisper, remembering that this is apparently a secret and that I should be quiet, “put me down! I need my pants!”

“No, you don’t,” he replies, laughing a little with derision as he climbs. “Those ugly shorts – where did you get those anyway?”

“They’re comfortable!” I protest.

Kent shocks me then by delivering a punishing little smack on my ass, making me yelp. He laughs again and I can feel his head moving against my hip, shaking from side to side in frustration. “All the resources in the world,” he mutters, “and you order polyester pajamas – honestly Fay-”

“They’re cute!” I retort, shocked and a little offended as he continues to carry me up the steps slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

“They’re horrible,” he mutters, pushing open a door and passing through it. As Kent turns to close the door behind him, I look around and am mildly surprised to see that we’re in his bedroom. “I’m going to put those clothes in the incinerator first thing in the morning,” Kent informs me, pulling me off his

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me down to

little smile grows on my face when I see

his hands into his pockets and looking hungrily down

laugh, then, and am pleased when I see him smile.

bending down to pull back the comforter and sheets and tuck me into them, his hands lingering unnecessarily long on my ass as he does. Then, that done, Kent picks a book up from the nightstand my nightstand, apparently, and a

pulls the closet door open and disappears inside, I cock my head, considering…does

do they

and Manipulation. I flip it open, wondering if Kent just

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of the closet again wearing nothing but his underwear. I can’t help the way my eyes follow him as he crosses the room, as I admire his well–muscled form, his eight–pack abs, his strong legs and his round ass.

as he moves to his side of the

attention to me as he sets

you work out? And

grin. I like him like this – when I can see the always–controlled Kent thrown off by something I say that he wasn’t