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

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My scream is cut short as I lose my balance, stumbling against Kent as he tries to find his footing against the stairs behind him. My weight falls totally against him and he throws out a hand to catch us against the wall, – 

Then, once he finds his footing and we’re steady and that I’m not shrieking anymore, Kent glares down at me again, livid. “What the hell, Fay,” he whispers, his voice harsh. “This house is full – people are going to hear you and start checking rooms to find out who is screaming – are you trying to blow your cover tonight? Again?” 

“Again?” I gasp, trying to push away from him. But Kent doesn’t let me, holding me tight against him as if he’s scared that if he let’s me go I’m going to scream again. “Again, Kent?” I repeat, shaking my head as I stare at him, hating him right now. “I didn’t do anything tonight except what you paid me to do –” 

“You got caught –” 

“It wasn’t my fault!” 

“You let him put his hands on you, Fay,” Kent accuses, staring down at me – and I notice something different in his face when he turns to this point – something…I don’t know. Something deeper, once a layer of his anger has been stripped away. 

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“That didn’t bother you before!” I counter, ignoring the change in his expression, my lips tightening. “When you sent me on an overnight with him, Kent –” 

“That was before we- 

“We what?!” I shout, unable to help myself. “Spent one full night together, Kent? A night I’m apparently never allowed to mention, or tell anyone about, or talk to you about, except apparently in creepy secret basement corridors when you summon me?” Angry, hurt, I pause and shake my head at him. “Fuck, Kent,” I exhale. “What do you want from me?” 

Kent goes silent, staring at me with his face shut down tight, not letting me in. And I stare right back knowing quite suddenly that beneath all of my anger is… 

This…desperation. 

I’m desperate. I’ve got to know. 

And then Kent’s mouth curl in a sneer and I can see in his eyes the mirror of my own emotions. He, too, is desperate. And he also hates me right now, just a little bit. 

“God damn it, Fay,” Kent whispers, the worlds shaking out on his breath. “I want you. All I fucking want is you,” he shakes me now, unable to help himself. “And it’s a god damn curse.” 

And I open my mouth to throw something cruel back at him 

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but I have no idea what, and I never find out, because in the next instant he seals his mouth against mine as he pulls me roughly against his chest. 

And, for the second time in about two minutes, I absolutely lose my mind. 

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