Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father by Caroline Above Story
Chapter 0166

Chapter 0166

“What happened?” Kent asks, taking a step closer to me, glowering down at me so I have to tilt my head back and look up athim. “Did he touch you?”

I frown at Kent then, a little defiance curling in my stomach as he glares at me. “Was he...not supposed to touch me?” I ask. “Itwas a date, Kent. You knew that when you sent me.”

I see anger grow in him then, visible in the flare of his nostrils, the tightening of his jaw, the way his shoulders flex back and hisfingers curl towards fists. “I don’t want him touching you, Fay,” Kent glowers, his voice barely louder than a whisper anddangerous in its depths.

“Well, then what do you want, Kent,” I reply, not budging an inch and looking up into his face. “Do you want information? Or doyou want me untouched? Because...I’m not sure you can have both.”

Arumble sounds deep in Kent’s chest and he draws closer to me, but then, to my surprise, he checks himself, backing off andsliding his hands smoothly into his pockets as he looks me over from head to foot. The anger is still there — and, well, thejealousy, if I’m going to put a name to it — but I can see that his curiosity is also peaked. “Upstairs,” he commands, nodding to thestaircase. “Now.”

My mouth falls open a little. Is he...to the third —

“Your room, Fay,” Kent clarifies, smirking a little at my hesitation. “I want to know everything you learned, but you need to cleanup. You look...rumpled.”

I glare at Kent a little, holding his gaze and letting him wonder — for a second — just how I got this rumpled, and then I nod,turning to climb up the stairs. Kent stays close behind me and follows me into my room, closing the door behind me.

And then I tell him everything.

Well, not...everything. Some of the details of Rodrigo’s life, and Sister Mary's strong, visceral reaction to him, are...not preciselyrelevant. But the details about Ivan confronting my dad, about my dad apparently apologizing to him and offering the house, oflvan’s warnings this morning? I tell Kent every inch of that. It’s my job, after all.

And Kent, to his credit and my surprise, is very businesslike about the whole thing. I move around my room performing my littleroutines and Kent is quite modest about it all, turning his back to me when I peel my skirt and sweater from my body. When Ihead for my shower, Kent comes along, leaning against the door frame and looking away as I scrub and continue to recounteverything I learned. I watch him the entire time that I talk and honestly I’m a little disappointed that he treats me with suchrestraint.

Allittle bit of me had been hoping he’d be tempted. That he’d maybe...

But as I climb out of the shower, wrapping my towel around myself, Kent doesn’t even look at me, staring out the windowinstead.

“That's it,” I finish, a little lamely. “Um...do you have any questions?”

“I don’t,” Kent replies, finally turning to me once the towel is wrapped securely around my body. His eyes move over me almostimpassively, my body apparently eliciting no reaction from him. “Thank you, Fay,” he says, standing up straight and glancing athis watch. “You can take the rest of the day off. I’m sure you're tired after so much work last night.”

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