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

Chapter 262 

only one with access to this corridor 

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“This corridor?!” I return, raising my voice to speak over him. “Oh, you mean this bullshit mafia Narnia that I found on the other side of my wardrobe!? Am I going to meel some magical faun who’s going to cut my throat because I dishonored hist family!?” 

“God damn it, Fay,” Kent bites out, taking a step towards me, even more livid now than he was when he summoned me down 

here. 

“What, Kent,” I seethe, my voice low and slow as I close the distance between us so that there’s just inches between our chests. I glare up at him, inviting him, frankly, to lay into me. I want this – want this fight. “What do you want to yell at me for now? Because I have done everything you’ve asked me to do. I’ve played all of the roles you want me to play – I’m your whore when you want me to be, your spy when it’s required, Daniel’s princess bride when I’m in front of your family!” 

Kent opens his mouth to interrupt but I don’t let him, pressing forward. “I keep your secrets when you tell me no one can know about us,” I grind out, letting my anger race through me, “I even come when you whistle for me in the middle of the night! WHAT, Kent!” I yell up into his face, grabbing the lapels of his suit to bring him closer, the stupid note he sent me still gripped in my hand. 

Kent glares at me, hard, and then slowly he shifts his gaze to the crumpled note in my fist before dragging his gaze back to my 

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eyes. 

And then, a little bit of malice, knowing precisely what he’s doing, Kent says his next words with perfect control. 

“Not everything I asked. I also told you to destroy that note before you came down, Fay.” 

And I…. 

Fucking lose my mind. 

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I feel my eyes go wide with fury, with his gall – and I grip those lapels even tighter in my hands, my nails biting into the fabric as I tilt my head back and scream in frustration – 

He grabs me, then, pulling me against his chest and slapping a hand across my mouth, working to muffle my noise- 

“What the fuck, Fay,” Kent barks, stumbling backwards and looking around as if someone’s going to come find us – 

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