Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father by Caroline Above Story
Chapter 0170

Chapter 0170

And also, he's stupid hot..when I think about what we almost get to last night, about the way his skin felt under my hands, the fact that I could have, if I wanted to, pulled that shirt from his body and inspected the intricacies of these hidden tattoos, the forbidden parts of him..

grean and turn over to bury my face in my pillow, muffling the sound. God, what was wrong with me? Because really..really want to do that.

I sigh, my face still tucked away in the pillow, not knowing what to do, when suddenly..

It's as if a little Janeen shaped devil lands on my shoulder, poking ma angrily with her pitchfork. "Why the hell do you need to decide now?" she hisses angrily, putting her hands on her hips. "Neither of them have made you any promises! And you need more information to make this choice! Put yourse first!

And twist in my bed away from my pillow, realizing that..she's right.co

I don't need to decide now. I don't have all of the information. I don't even know what either of them are doing- both of them could have girls on the side. Or I gasp to realize that I could be the girl on the side..

Both ban and Kent keep their secrets. I have no idea, mally, what either of them are up to in the hours when we're not together.

Suddenly angry, sit up straight, gathering my sheets to my chest in angry fats

Imaginary Janeen is right. I need to put me first. I need to do what I want, explore my own feelings, and right now? That means investigating both of these connections more so that I can actually, really make a decision that works for me.

And Kent - if he wants to treat me like an employee, like what's between us is just a job, like he did today? Then fine. It's time for me to get to work.

And suddenly know exactly what I want to do next.

I move quickly, blow drying my hair out into soft waves and putting on just a little bit of makeup. I'm in a hurry, after all. Once that's finished. I reach for the white box that's been sitting on my vanity since I threw it there yesterday morning, when it was delivered with Daniel in the room.

Slowly, I untie the ribbon and pull the top off, biting my lip when I see..

A pretty, seashell-pink set of lingerie, panties and bra made of flimsy silk and lace netting, covered all over with little sood parts in delicate pattams. As I slip the underwear aver my hattam and clasp the bra behind my back I fea.....just as pretty, and delicate, and Incredibly sexy as this set of lingerie la

Precisaly, I'm sum, the way Kent wanted me to fool.

And then, taking one last look at myself in the minor, I grab the little fur-lined robe that Kent sent me off of its hook and slip it lightly over my arms, not bothering to tie it. It won't stay tied long anyway, if my plan works the way I think it will. Then, clutching the rabe closed, I hurry down the steps, forcing myself not to look around and check the hall to make sure nobody sees me.

If they see me, they see me. I'm not ashamed.

This new self assurance is tested, a little, a moment later when I mach the landing of the stairs and Kant's office door opens. Marco and Glanni coming out, their faces concerned. Marco glances at me and keeps going pretending that he didn't see me, but Gianni falters in his steps, a little bit shocked. I take a deep breath and look at him evenly for a moment, but then I move past him.

It's not his job, after all, to judge me.

And I have a job to do.

Luckily, they left Kent's office door open when they left. I walk to the entrance and lean myself against the door

fremme, peering into the room and watching Kent stand at his desk, looking at his papers.

He's so damn tall, and the way his shoulders fill out that suitcost.god damn it, but I feel myself starting to ache for him already, deep in my core

I lift my hand and knock gently at the door with one finger, just a light little rep

Kent's head instantly spins to ma surprised.

And then I let my rabe fall to the floor.

Well?" say, standing before him in nothing but the underwear he sent to my room, that he picked out just for me. "I'm ready for my shift to begin, whenever you are."