novelxo Chapter 119
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I can see what my accusations do to him. His temper was clearly hanging by a thread when he arrived here today- but now? He totally loses it.
“God damnit Fay,” Kent says through clenched teeth, advancing on me, his chest bumping into mine and forcing me back a few
steps. “He was touching you
“What do you care if he touches me!” I yell at him, working to hold my ground as he advances. “Who cares – it was just a little flirting – what, every time someone flirts with me you’re going to punch
them in the face?!”
I widen my eyes then, feeling a little reckless. “Well then get ready, Kent,” I seethe, “because your knuckles are going to get really
sore.”
“You are engaged to my
son, Fay Alden!” Kent grinds the words
out from between his teeth. “If you even so much as look at
another man, it is an insult to my family –”
“Oh come on, Kent,” I say, laughing again, which I can tell really gets him going. His teeth are bared now, his brows drawn together with fury. “You’re going to pretend that this is about Daniel? That you punched Jerome for Daniel’s honor?!”
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I cross my arms then, shaking my head, and laugh in his face.
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“You’re really going to pretend,” I say, pushing it, “that this wasn’t about how you want to be the one to –”
He grabs me then, unable to stop himself, fisting the front of my shirt in his hand and pulling me close to his face.
“You are mine, Fay,” Kent says, his words violent, possessive,
dangerous. “No one touches you.”
Our faces are close in this moment, our bodies pressed against
each other, so close that I can feel his rageful heart pounding in
his chest. But it’s no match for mine.
“Really, Kent?” I say, my challenging words no louder than a whisper. “We’ll just see about that.”
Then, roughly, I push him away.
Surprised, perhaps, Kent lets go of my shirt.
I move away from him, but I don’t run. I’m not finished.
“Well just see about that,” I repeat, fixing my eyes on him. “Because my dad has introduced me to some really nice guys lately. And maybe I want to see precisely where they want to put
their hands.”
Then, still holding his gaze, I walk past him. Right out of the front
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of the stables, to where Jerome is sitting in his car.
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I pull open the passenger side and Jerome gawks at me, glancing worriedly over his shoulder.
“Fay, I-” he says, nervous to see me here.
“Drive,” I say, crossing my arms over my chest and staring out the
windshield.
“Seriously, Fay,” he tries again, so I turn to glare at him as well.
“I said. Drive.”
A command. From the mafia lord’s daughter. The future Donna of
the Lippert clan.
Without another word, Jerome does as I say and drives me home.
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