Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 157

“Ivan,” I say, my voice hardly more than a whisper as I stare at him from the top of the steps. Then, realizing that I’m standing here basically naked in my tiny robe, I clutch the fabric closed at my throat and take a deep breath, trying to figure out what the hell to do next. What is he doing here!?

“I take it,” Ivan says, his smirk deepening, “by your state of dress that you are…not ready yet? Do you need a few more minutes?”

“A few more minutes?” I ask, baffled. And then, fully aware that Kent’s eyes are on me, I flit down the steps until I’m eye-level with Ivan. “What are you talking about, Ivan? Why are you – what are you –“

Seeing that I’m not playing coy and that I’m genuinely confused, Ivan frowns at me. “Didn’t you get my texts, Fay? Or your dad’s? This was…all set up.”

I slap a hand to my forehead, groaning. Texts. My phone. You know, communication with the outside world?

“Ivan,” I explain, shaking my head. “I haven’t checked my phone since like…yesterday afternoon. I’m sorry – I’ve been…distracted.”

Images flash through my mind, suddenly, of precisely how distracted I was. Images of Kent pinning me up against the wall of the stable – his mouth hard on mine while he carried me upstairs – the feel of his body against mine as he pressed into me –

Despite myself, I blush, which only makes Ivan grin. “Ah, that’s all right, Fay,” he says, giving me his patented cocky half-smile. “It’s a surprise then. Go get packed – I’m taking you away for the night. A little mini-break, just you and me. So we can, ah…get to know each other.” His eyes move, at his last words, to Kent standing at the top of the stairs. Ivan’s smile deepens, bringing out a dimple on his left cheek.