Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 307

But I clench my jaw and look away from Natalia clinging to Kent’s arm, knowing that we’ve made a decision about how to play this. And that I’ve got to stick to it.

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“Let her,” Kent said to me a few weeks ago as we laid tangled in the sheets of his dark room. “Let her think that I’m considering her as my wife, Fay.”

“Are you?” I asked, hoping that my voice didn’t betray my terror at the idea. That I could lose him to that horrible woman

“No,” he had insisted, taking my chin in his broad hand and making me look at him. “No, Fay, I don’t want her. But… until this settles, until we come up with a solution that makes. the business secure without the Bianci’s insisting on a second marriage pact to solidify it? Let her burn herself out spinning her wheels. Let her think she’s getting somewhere with me. Let her try.”

succeeds?” I grumbled, a little alarmed at the level of jealousy I’m feeling at the idea of it. “What if she wiles

charms

laughed and slid his hand from my shoulder all

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on my ass, which he gripped tight in his palm. “How could she do that,” he

I shrieked, slapping at his back and laughing. “I do not hog

out like a starfish

weight pressing me down, just the way I like it. I made him look at me, right in the eyes, not letting him get away with distracting me. “Promise me, Kent,” I whispered, trying desperately not to

And he did.

my lips, and then a dozen more times as he worked his

swept away in him that I forgot everything I knew, forgot even myself as I