Semua Bab Fall For My Ex's Mafia Dad: Bab 271 - Bab 280

At breakfast yesterday and today, Kent came and placed my plate in front of me, as he always does. And then he leaned back, crossing his arms over his chest, and stared at me. Which pissed me off. A lot. So both mornings, I just pushed the plate of food away and picked up my coffee, ignoring him a

“I’m sorry too,” I murmur, sniffing, my voice thick with my crying. “I should – I should trust you –“ “No, what I said was unforgivable,” he murmurs against my hair. “Well, yeah,” I say, whipping my head up to glare at him a little while I wipe at my face, an act that makes him smile in relief.

“Ah!” Alessi says, laughing a little, apparently pleased. “This is wonderful, Kent. We will be…very pleased, to be able to bring this new business to Italy. It will be quite lucrative, for us to be able to get a foot in this different game.” “Yes,” Kent snaps, clearly eager for him to go. “Altho

It takes a moment for his words to hit me, for me to understand what the hell he just said. And then my eyes narrow in rage, and disappointment, and the desire to honestly rip him to shreds. “If I was a spy Kent,” I hiss, letting that rage burn coldly within me, “Trust me. You’d never see it coming.

My mouth is still hanging open when I see Kent’s dark head and broad shoulders ducking through the open door of my tiny wardrobe. I’m still staring when he turns to glare at me. “Are you happy now, Fay?” Kent asks, stern and clearly pissed off. And that makes me snap my mouth shut as I narrow