Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 158

“My last phone call with your father didn’t go well,” Kent says, looking away from me and clenching his jaw. I blink in surprise, thinking that the last phone call was when…well, when my father called to tell Kent that I’m a spoiled, ungrateful whore. But Kent was calm and collected when I saw him later that afternoon – I had assumed…

“Are things…okay? Between you two? Between the families?”

“That’s not your concern,” Kent replies rigidly, turning to meet my eyes again, his expression harsh. I huff a little laugh, opening my mouth to say that it very much is my concern, considering I’m the one stuck between these two families, but he continues on.

“Well?” Kent asks. “Do you want to go?”

I freeze and stare at him, my eyes wide, wondering if this is some kind of trick question. “Do…I want to go?”

“That’s what I asked you, Fay,” Kent snaps. “Don’t play stupid now, we both know you’re not.”

I don’t let his tone phase me, I’m used to it by now, and instead simply stare at Kent, trying to figure out what the hell I’m supposed to do now. Because part of me – a big part of me – just wants to go to bed right now, to curl up in the dark and give myself a minute to contemplate this insane day.

And another part of me – well, another part…likes Ivan. Likes the idea of him standing downstairs, all handsome and cocky, waiting to take me away. The dangerous part of me – which I am now starting to realize is more powerful than I thought it was – really wants to see what Ivan has in mind for the evening.

But still another part…