Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father novel Chapter 98

Fay knocks gently on the open door to Kent’s office that night, leaning casually against it. He looks up, his expression changing from one of irritation to surprise.

“Fay,” he says, folding his hands on his desk. “What can I do for you?”

“Can I come in?” she asks, tentative. Kent nods, waiting patiently as she comes into the room and seats herself primly in a chair across from him.

“I just wanted to say thank you,” she says, her voice soft and earnest. “For my sister. That was so wonderful, today, to have her back in my life for a little bit.”

Kent works hard to keep the smile off of his mouth. He’s surprised, really, by the pleasure he feels in hearing her apology. He likes it, he decides, when she comes to him to express gratitude. When she sits quietly before him, looking at him happy, grateful. Obedient.

Damnit, but it makes him want to buy her a thousand more sisters or horses or whatever it is that makes her happy.

“You’re welcome,” he says simply, leaning back in his chair and studying her. He waits for her to continue the conversation.

“Is there, um,” she says, squirming a little in her seat, “anything I can do? To pay you back?”

Slowly, he shakes his head no. He won’t ask her for anything, not now. But he’d taken her conversation with Daniel in the garden seriously. He hoped, in the end, that the payment for his kindness to her will be her loyalty. And her submission.

“Okay,” she says, smiling and looking awkwardly down at her hands. “Well, then. Thanks.”

He nods to her as she stands up and then he looks back to his computer, clicking through some files. He looks back towards her, though, when he hears a second voice.

“Fay?” Daniel asks, coming into the office. “What are you doing here?”

“Nothing,” she says, shaking her head and smiling at him. “Your dad just…did something really nice for me today. So I stopped in to say thanks.”

“Oh?” Daniel says, coming in further and looking between them. To Kent’s surprise, Daniel’s frowning. Why on earth does he have to be mad about?

“Go on, Fay,” Kent says to her, keeping his eyes on Daniel. “Let me have a word with my son.”

Obediently – good, just as he likes her – Fay flits off, heading up the stairs towards her room.

“What did you do, dad?” Daniel asks, standing in front of the desk, his hands in his pockets.

Kent narrows his eyes at his son, curious and unhappy about being questioned like this. “Why do you care?”

“Because she’s my fiancé, dad,” Daniel says, his voice growing angrier. “And you’ve been kind of a dick to her lately – what, now you’re buying her loyalty back? Her affection? What did you do, get her another horse?”

Kent smirks at his son then. “Why,” he asks, his voice even and a little cruel. “Are you jealous that you didn’t think of it first?”

“Dad,” Daniel says angrily, taking a deep breath and clearly about to start a tirade, but Kent beats him to it.

“I don’t know what the problem is here, Daniel,” Kent says, staring his son down even as the boy tries to lower over him. “But that girl’s allegiance is important to us. If you’re not going to stop her from running all over town, dating our enemies, letting our own guys putting their hands all over her –“

Daniel’s mouth dropped open at this. Fay had told him that his father had punched Jerome, but she’d conveniently left that little detail out of the story.