Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 168

“You’re ruining my life!” Daniel shouts, taking a fierce step into the room and slamming the door shut behind him before stalking over to Kent’s desk. Kent doesn’t flinch, not an inch, instead taking a moment to study Daniel as he crosses the room. He hasn’t seen Daniel since last night after Fay left and Daniel is wearing the same clothes he was yesterday. He has dark circles under his eyes and his hair, usually carefully styled, is mussed. If Kent had to bet on it, he’d say that Daniel also slept out last night – and that he had been on a bit of a bender.

But with who? Daniel had never been one to drink alone.

“Am I really ruining your life?” Kent asks, his voice mild. “Or are you doing that all on your own?”

“She’s mine, dad,” Daniel growls, “she’s going to be my wife.”

“No, she’s not, Daniel,” Kent sighs, looking down at his desk and straightening his papers – not because they need straightening, but because he knows it will piss Daniel off to be disregarded.

“She is!” Daniel cries, slamming his fist on the desk as Kent had done moments before, “she’s the only thing I’ve ever wanted! The only person I’ve ever liked! And you’re taking her away from me – and letting fucking Ivan mess with her, on top of whatever you’re doing -“

“Really?” Kent snaps, moving his gaze quickly to his son’s eyes again, allowing the anger within him to reignite. “Because if she was so important to you, Daniel, then where were you last night? Because you certainly weren’t here.” Kent takes a minute to look at his son’s clothing again, letting Daniel see him do it this time. “And wherever you were, it certainly doesn’t look like you were being faithful to Fay.”

When Kent moves his eyes back to Daniel’s face he’s surprised by the rage he sees there. He had expected shame, embarrassment, but this –

“You’re going to ruin her life, dad,” Daniel growls, leaning over the desk to bring his face closer to Kent’s so that he can see that his son means every word. “And if you do that, I’m going to ruin yours.”

Kent leans slowly across the desk, meeting Daniel’s fury with his own deliberately cool gaze. He opens his mouth, then, intending to say “try me,” but he’s honestly surprised when another set of words leave his lips.

“You lost her, Daniel,” Kent whispers, his eyes narrowing at his son. “And I’m not giving her back. Go find another beard to pretend to be your wife. Fay is mine.”

Daniel stands up stock straight at these words, paling a little, and Kent suddenly realizes what he said. The knowledge he just confessed to knowing, without…without meaning to do it -