Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 64

I frown a little at Kent, blinking. What?

He folds his hands and waits patiently.

“What,” I say, hesitating. “What do you want to know?”

“Everything,” he says, raising his eyebrows. “I want you to tell me everything he said to you, and everything you said in response.”

I frown at him further. “Are my conversations with my father not private?

Kent leans forward a little, the corners of his mouth pulling up. “If you want to have private conversations with your father,” he says slowly, “you can have them off my property. But in this house? I’m entitled to know everything. Including the words exchanged between my ward,” he looks pointedly at me, “and my potential enemy.”

I cock my head to the side. “I thought you and my father were allies,” I say, crossing my arms.

“Do allies leave each other to be shot at parties they threw? Do they conveniently leave the room moments before an attack?” Kent shakes his head slightly. “Our alliance is on shaky grounds, Fay, before this wedding happens. Right now, Alden and I are tenuous at best.”

He stares at me then, silent. Waiting patiently for me to talk.

I clear my throat, looking away and trying to think. What did we just say to one another?

“I’m waiting,” he reminds me.

“I know,” I say, a little sharply. “I just…I’m trying to remember precisely.”

I throw my mind back, thinking hard. I don’t usually catalog my conversations so precisely. But I guess, in a Mafia household, you have different instincts when it comes to these sorts of things.

“He asked me if I was okay, after the party,” I say, closing my eyes so I can concentrate. “And I told him I was fine, that you got us out.”

Kent stays silent, allowing me to continue.

“Then, he asked if I’m happy here.”