Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father by Caroline Above Story
Chapter 0158

Chapter 0158

“My last phone call with your father didn’t go well,” Kent says, looking away from me and clenching his jaw. I blink in surprise,thinking that the last phone call was when...well, when my father called to tell Kent that I’m a spoiled, ungrateful whore. But Kentwas calm and collected when I saw him later that afternoon — I had assumed...

“Are things...okay? Between you two? Between the families?”

“That’s not your concern,” Kent replies rigidly, turning to meet my eyes again, his expression harsh. I huff a little laugh, openingmy mouth to say that it very much is my concern, considering I’m the one stuck between these two families, but he continues on.

“Well?” Kent asks. “Do you want to go?”I freeze and stare at him, my eyes wide, wondering if this is some kind of trick question. “Do... want to go?”“That’s what I asked you, Fay,” Kent snaps. “Don’t play stupid now, we both know you're not.”

I don’t let his tone phase me, I’m used to it by now, and instead simply stare at Kent, trying to figure out what the hell I’msupposed to do now. Because part of me — a big part of me — just wants to go to bed right now, to curl up in the dark and givemyself a minute to contemplate this insane day.

And another part of me — well, another part...likes Ivan. Likes the idea of him standing downstairs, all handsome and cocky,waiting to take me away. The dangerous part of me — which I am now starting to realize is more powerful than I thought it was —really wants to see what Ivan has in mind for the evening.

But still another part...

I look at Kent, then, and suddenly all I want him to do is to wrap his arms around me and tell me not to go. To pick me up, andcarry me downstairs, and tell Ivan to fuck off, and then take me to his bed — wherever that is in the house — and lay me down inhis sheets and —

“What do you want me to do?” I hear myself ask, my words tentative.

Then I hold my breath, wanting his answer. Needing it.

I see Kent's minds moving as he studies me. I see him take a deep breath in through his nose and then sigh, shaking his head alittle.

“I need you to go, Fay,” he says, hisvoice a little...rueful? I don't know. Ican't parse it. “I’m cut off from intelabout your father right ow, alloniy I

eared. Finds Sie gettingpelt ial It’s bigger than me andAlden — there's a rift starting betweenall of the families...” Kent sighs andscrapes his hand over his face fromtop to bottom. “If you went, Fay, youcould try to discern the sentiment.That would be helpful.” Please readthe original content at.

I stare at Kent, shocked that he has such a business-like reply, that his motives for wanting me to go or stay have absolutelynothing to do with...us. With this afternoon. With whatever our personal relationship is.

And then I remember that we havetwo contracts. And that one of thosecontracts was to be a istics

the other = andcanksy, te moreReece was to be his spy. Soquickly, I nod. I wonder if he can seethe disappointment on my facebefore I replace it with a little smile.“Sure, Kent,” I say. “If that’s what youwant.” Please read the originalcontent at .

He studies me for a moment andthen steps closer, taking me by thehand and pulling me aapinstiel Imemnbeothat this is a businesstrip, Fay,” he growls, close enoughthat I feel his lips move against mine.“I absolutely forbid you to enjoyyourself.” Please read the originalcontent at .

I feel a little laugh ripple though me as I tilt my head up, meeting his eyes. “Whatever you say, boss.”