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!”

was an equitable replacement. You’ll like Paris more an

you know that,” I ask, narrowing my

“Paris has chocolate

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the dozen

choosing a city based on their breakfast pastry alone. “What about a trade?” I say, cocking my head to the

he drops his head again, drawing kisses along my collar bone,

say, “I gave back my promise of

for…”

at me now, curious.

suddenly serious. “For an

the side, waiting for

my face

I can’t control what she does to

shocked, letting my hands trail through his