Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 71

A sound cracks through the air and I flinch, realizing –

Shit, was that a whip?

I gasp and whimper when I hear it again – snap, snap –

“I didn’t want to do this, Fay,” Kent says, his voice low and – my stomach twists at the realization – pleased. “But you made me. If you’d only been obedient, I could have spared you this.”

There is silence now, and my breath comes quick and ragged, my arms trembling as I wait –

SNAP.

I let out a piercing shriek as I feels the leather whip smack against my ass. I falls forward so that my face presses against my clasped hands. I pant, my eyes flying open in shock –

The right cheek of my ass smarts and stings –

Holy fuck – did Kent seriously just –

“Get up,” he commands, but I don’t. Instead, I stay precisely where I am, staring at the floor in shock.

“I said,” I hear him grind the words out from between his teeth, to “to get up, Fay.”

Trembling, I pulling my body back up so that my weight is resting on my forearms and knees.

“Ask me for another,” he demands.

My eyes fly even wider at this.

“Do it,” he says, his voice quick and thick. I hear him panting now, too, and realize –

Realize that he’s losing control –

Slowly, I begin to smile. And I don’t say a word.

“Do it, Fay!” Kent shouts behind my, snapping the whip in the air again.

“No.” I say, narrowing my eyes as I stare at the floor, my voice firm.

I hear the whip clatter to the ground, hear the anger in him as he throws himself in front of me, falling to one knee, grabbing my face and forcing me to look at him.

“You will do it,” he growls, his face dark with his need. “Ask me. Beg me.”