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Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 123

I don’t know what to say, so I don’t say anything. I just standing before him, trying not to let my knees shake.

The threat of that only increases when he takes two steps towards me, placing one hand on my waist, his other tilting my chin up towards him.

“Are you sure about this, Fay?” Kent whispers, his voice a caress. “Because if this is just an attempt to call my bluff – I promise you. There is no bluff.”

I’m sure he can feel me trembling now that his hands are on me, but I will myself to stare clearly into his eyes. “No bluff, Kent,” I say, keeping my voice steady. “I signed the papers. I’ll stand by them. But we’re going to do this on my terms –“

He laughs at me suddenly, taking his hand from my waist and using it to give me a sharp slap on the ass.

I gasp, stumbling back from him, shocked.

He gives me a wolfish smile, returning his hands to his pockets. “No, Fay,” he says, shaking his head. “My terms. Only my terms. Is that understood?”

I open my mouth to protest, but he ignores me, looking away towards the window as if my objections don’t matter.

“I want you to contact Ivan tonight,” he demands, his voice all business. “Tell him you want to go to dinner with him tomorrow.”

I had opened my mouth to protest his terms and I don’t bother to shut it when I hear his order. It just would have fallen open again anyway at this turn. What was – I thought that he –

“What, Fay,” Kent pushes, smirking at me and reading my mind. “Did you think I was going to come in here and ravish you tonight?” He slowly shakes his head. “No. With you, I want to take my time.”

He turns then and slowly heads towards the door, looking at me when he reaches it. “You’ll go to dinner with Ivan tomorrow night, don’t take no for an answer. And then, when you’re on the date, don’t say anything about our plans to have him come to our side yet. Just…be friendly.” He smirks at me, letting me interpret that any way I want.

I take a minute to process his command and then nod, letting him know I understand, gathering together my pride. This was my role now, after all. Agent and mistress of the mafia king. I had expected the latter title to come into play tonight but…well, I could roll with these changes. Honestly, I was a little relieved.

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