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

you know that,” I ask,

he says honestly. “Paris has chocolate croissants.

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the dozen as soon as

on their breakfast pastry alone. “What about a

his head again,

my promise of

for…”

looks up at me now, curious.

I whisper, suddenly serious. “For an agreement

side, waiting for

from my face as I realize how much it’s true. “I only

he nods. “All right, Fay,” he says, looking up and holding 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

I breathe, shocked, letting my hands trail through