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 more an

ask, narrowing my eyes at

he says honestly. “Paris has chocolate croissants.

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know, will eat by the dozen as soon as you get

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

head again, drawing

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

for…”

up at

whisper, suddenly serious.

to the side, waiting for me to say more.

I whisper, the humor falling from my

my gaze. “If that’s what you want. Then I won’t. I can’t control what 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

my hands trail through his