Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 346

I look down, suddenly ashamed. There is no trust – not really – between us. And I fall for it every time.

“It’s not about trust, Fay,” Kent sighs, closing the distance between us so that he stands very close, so that I can hear his words even though they’re barely a whisper. “It’s about…what you need to know. These details – they are better kept between a very small group of people –”

“And I can’t be part of that group?” I ask bitterly, anger starting to burn in my chest.

“You don’t need to be part of that group,” Kent insists.

But I just look up and shake my head at him, unable to accept it. “This is it, Kent,” I say quietly, determined. “Either you tell me or…” I breathe out sharply, realizing that I need the ultimatum as it falls from my mouth. “Or I…I have to make changes.”

Kent just glares at me, not liking being backed into a corner, also I don’t think really understanding what I mean.

but

I can, keeping my expression as cold as his. “Either you tell

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shake his head. “You know, Fay,” he growls, anger clearly coiling in him as well. “That’s precisely

understand. what the hell he just said. And then my eyes narrow in rage, and disappointment, and the desire to honestly rip him to shreds. “If I was a spy Kent,” I hiss, letting that rage burn coldly within me, “Trust me. You’d never

the door. When my fingers brush the handle Kent barks out my name and I turn to glare at him.

that way,” he snaps, his arms still

really big part of me wants to tell him to fuck off and to throw open the door, striding out

the part that’s still in this, that wants Kent to

at him with what pride I have left, stride for the door to his bedroom. But I don’t look at him as I pull the book and pass through, walking