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.”

turning my face away and scowling down at the bed. “But what if she succeeds?” I grumbled, a little alarmed at

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his hand from my

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tight in his palm. “How could she do that,” he murmured, dipping his head to lick a long

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

he murmured. “You spread out

I like it. I made him look at me, right in the eyes, not

And he did.

times as he worked his way down my body, pressing a kiss against my

that I forgot everything I knew,