Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 330

“Fay,” Kent murmurs, sitting up and wrapping his arms around my hips, tugging me close so that he can kiss my chest, lick his tongue up the soft space between my breasts. “If you don’t think I’m already there, then you’re more of a fool than I ever thought

you were.”

I laugh at his joke, burying my hands in his hair and tilting back his head so I can kiss him fully on the mouth.

“Oh really?” I say when I pull my mouth away, still laughing a little. “So, I can have whatever I want?”

“Mmhmm,” he murmurs, looking up at me with his pretty green eyes. “Ask and it shall be given, Fay.”

“Well,” I say, tilting my head back and considering. “I never got my condo in Milan…”

He laughs. “You never approved the listing I sent you.”

“That was in Paris!”

replacement. You’ll like Paris

ask, narrowing

he says honestly. “Paris has

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dozen as soon as

thought of choosing a city based on their breakfast pastry alone. “What about a

replies, but he drops his head again, drawing kisses along my

I say, “I gave back my promise of a condo in

for…”

up at me now, curious.

suddenly serious. “For an agreement of…no

side, waiting for me to say more.

her anymore, Kent,” I whisper, the humor falling from my face as I realize

she does to me, and I can’t stop her abruptly- there’s too much on the line with the Bianci family. But I’ll discourage her. And I won’t put

shocked, letting my