novelxo Chapter 298
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He tells me about his charmed childhood at his father’s side, how he grew up with the best of everything before his father was brutally murdered in a mob hit when he was just a kid. He tells me about how he saw it happen. How he’ll never forget the sight of his father’s blood.
And then Kent tells me about how his world fell apart after his father’s death. I bite my lip as I listen to him tell it, not wanting to remind him that it is precisely that fate which Natalia wants to give me by having my own father murdered. But Kent meets my eyes as he tells me about how his mother scrambled to hold their life together, how his uncle stepped in to help, and I know that he understands. I know that this story is a promise that it won’t be the same for me.
“You know him, you know,” Kent says, taking another swig of tequila. “My uncle Gino.”
“What?” I ask, shocked. “Is he – he’s not dead?” I’ve heard of him before, of course – just briefly, I think from Daniel – the man who helped Kent’s mother hold the family together for him while Kent was sent to Italy to be raised by the Bianci family.
“No, he’s not dead,” Kent says, laughing and grinning at me. Then he gestures towards the rest of the house with the bottle. “You see him every morning, Fay. At breakfast.”
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“Oh!” I say, my eyes going wide. “Oh.” And then I slap a hand against my forehead, laughing at myself. “Seriously!? That’s your uncle Gino, at the table with the old men?”
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Kent laughs at me, shaking his head. “Who did you think it was?”
“Well, I don’t know,” I say, rolling my eyes at him. “It’s not like you or Daniel ever had the grace to introduce me.”
Kent just shrugs and offers me the bottle of tequila, which I take and sip from, watching him. “You could have introduced yourself. Kind of rude that you didn’t.”
I laugh and smack him on the shoulder. “Come on, Kent! You know how shy I am, and how scared I was when I first came into this house.”
“Shy,” Kent scoffs, disbelieving, as he lowers his face to my shoulder and presses a kiss there. “You’re not shy, Fay. Not really.”
“What?” I ask, shocked and a little confused.
“Seriously, Fay,” he continues, placing little kisses on the skin all along the line of my shoulder. “You stand up to me on a regular basis, you had the brass to walk past Natalia at a glacial space even though you were an hour and fifteen minutes late. to dinner, you have a second mafia boss so eager to see you he crashes my family party –
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“Ohhh,” I say, swatting at Kent. “That’s not the same thing at all – I also blush like a damn lobster every five minutes and feel my knees go weak anytime even frowns at me
“Not true,” Kent says, lifting his head to look me seriously in the eye. “Not anymore, at least. Shy, Fay that’s not what you are at all. It’s just that at some point you got the idea that you were weaker, or less capable, or less deserving than other people. But your real heart? Beneath it all?” He shakes his head at me again, tapping a finger at my chest as a little smile pulls at his lips. “You’re a viper, Fay.”
I blink at him, completely shocked by his words, by his…well, by his compliment. And a little twist of pleasure rises in me at this idea that this is how Kent sees me.
And, because I’m me, I immediately blush. Kent laughs when he
sees it.
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