Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 340

I’m the first one to crack.

I thought I could be stubborn. I thought I could be cold.

But two whole days pass with Kent ignoring me completely, and as night falls at the end of that second day I’m an absolute mess.

And I guess…well, ignoring me completely isn’t quite right. Kent has given me every opportunity to give in, or to apologize, or to tell him that he’s right, or to agree to his terms in our relationship. He has created opportunities for me to agree to the idea that he has all the power and I’m not allowed to ask any questions.

At breakfast yesterday and today, Kent came and placed my plate in front of me, as he always does. And then he leaned back, crossing his arms over his chest, and stared at me.

Which pissed me off. A lot. So both mornings, I just pushed the plate of food away and picked up my coffee, ignoring him and having a liquid breakfast before driving myself to the stables and spending all day there alone with Healthcliff. Both days I stayed until it was dark, until Jerome came and got me, shaking his head at me and not asking any questions.

Both evenings, as I climbed the stairs, I saw that the door to Kent’s office was open, which it never is at this time, and that the lights were on, which they never are. And I could hear him.

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moving around in there.

might not be obvious to anyone else in the house, but to me the invitation is clear: I’m here, if you’re ready to give in.

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sitting on my bed staring angrily at the wall for forty–five minutes, I’ve been able

hands and making me jump and look at him. “What is wrong with you, Fay?” he asks, shaking his head at me in wonder.

dad’s a dick.” I answer sharply, turning away from him to stare at

says, frustrated. “No shit, Fay. What did he do?”

snap, not wanting to bring

sit next to me. “He

look at him, my face expressionless. “He was a

kind of game of chicken here? Each waiting for the other one to apologize first?” Slowly, he shakes his head. “You

literally never speak to

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bathroom, probably to take a shower. “I’m serious, Fay,” he says as he goes. “If

look at him, hoping to hell he’s not

if we’re all going to die this week, according to Ivan. Is this seriously how we’re going to spend our final days, when we could be doing something to prevent this? I sigh, exhausted,

Daniel says, pausing by the door and shaking his head at me. “Even if you don’t mean it. Kent just wants you to crack

my head