Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 269

Because despite everything – despite the threat –

I don’t think I can stop either.

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“Okay,” I breathe, wrapping my arms around Kent and tucking my head under his chin, pressing my ear to his chest and listening to his heartbeat. Kent pauses for a moment and then folds his arms around me, holding me lightly to him, a gentle grip that lets me know that if I want to run from him…I can..

“All right,” I sigh, giving in. “Until they leave, Kent. Until it’s settled, until they’re gone, I’ll be your secret, and you’ll be mine. And then, we’ll…decide.”

“All right,” Kent agrees, tightening his hold on me in such a way that feels like…relief, more than affection, or ownership. Like he has finally relaxed.

“But Kent?” I ask, turning my head up towards him.

“Hmm?” he replies, encouraging me to ask.

“Can you just be like…a little nicer to me?”

surprised. He looks at me curiously. “What? Have I been mean to

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– she is a…” I blow out a breath there, letting him know precisely

Fay – especially tonight, when you didn’t cry

a living hell!” I protest, ignoring his

– you don’t see half of it, because she saves it for when you’re not around! Which is always! I have to spend

just laughs at me further. “All right, Fay,” he concedes. “I’ll do a better job of being on your side, when I can. But I can’t be around all the time, and if you’re going to play the role of Daniel’s fiancé it’s your job

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no one

retort, pulling my hand up and

I told her I can’t cook pasta, and she looked at me like I said I committed a war crime! I would have learned to cook pasta! I mean, it can’t be hard – you

a way that makes me feel bad. Instead, I feel heard by him, and like he’s helping me see

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on my face as I laugh

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