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!”

an equitable replacement. You’ll

ask, narrowing my

honestly. “Paris has chocolate

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eat by the dozen as soon as you

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

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

I say, “I gave back my promise of

for…”

looks up at

the same request,” I whisper, suddenly

to the side, waiting for me

to touch her anymore, Kent,” I whisper, the humor falling from my face as I realize how much it’s true. “I only want you to…to touch me.”

what she does to me, and I can’t stop her abruptly- there’s too much on the line with the Bianci

I breathe, shocked, letting my hands trail through