Fall For My Ex's Mafia Dad

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Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father 1/3 Chapter 271

The next morning I’m not startled awake as | was before, but instead slowly awoken to the feeling of Kent's warm hand sliding up my stomach to cup my breast. And, as | stretch a little and

turn curiously towards him, | feel Kent’s mouth on mine, gentle, and sweet. “Hey,” | murmur, smiling and turning my body towards him. “No horrible shricking today?”

“We've got about two minutes before that,” Kent replies, his voice still rough with sleep as he takes a deep breath, sliding his hand back down my belly and using the pressure of it to pull me tight against him.

“What?” | ask, confused, still blinking awake. “It's 5:58. Alarm’s set for six.”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“What!?” | cry, and then | till my head back and groan. “Seriously, Kent? You wake up before your alarm? After five hours of sleep?”

“| almost always wake up before my alarm,” Kent murmurs, burying his face against my neck, dragging kisses along the length of it. “Complete diligence. Like a hawk.”

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“You're more like a bat,” | sigh in response, not making much sense in my half-asleep state as | look anxiously towards the alarm, “I'm starting to suspect that you don’t sleep at all and you just wait for me to fall asleep and then you hang from the ceiling

“What?” Kent asks, picking up his head and laughing at me.

“And stare at me all night, obsession in your eyes

“You wish,” he mutters, shaking his head at me as he brings his lips back to my shoulder.

“Kent, please,” | beg, still looking anxiously towards the clock, “turn it off before it goes I’m still half asleep

“Up!” Kent commands, giving me a smack on my ass that makes. me yelp as he obligingly leans over to grab the clock before it goes off. It starts to ring against his hand just as he grabs it and | give a little shrick and cover my cars. Kent just laughs at me, though, tossing the clock aside and pulling me back to him as | turn away from the racket.

“Seriously, Kent,” | moan, tucking my head against him and sighing. “Can't | sleep? It’s only been five hours...”

“No,” he replics, and | can feel him shake his head even if | can’t see it. “You have to go back to your room before someone notices that you’re missing.”

| groan and wrap my arms around him, defiant and determined. Chapter 271

not to move. | even lock my legs around his like a little sloth clinging to a tree, which makes him laugh again.

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Kent chuckles at me, a low and pleasant sound, and | glare at him a little bitterly, my expression clearly communicating glad you're getting such enjoyment out of this, Kent. He just laughs harder and nudges me with his nose.

“If you're good,” he whispers, “I'll send you through the passage with a coffee.” “Really?” | ask, perking up. Then | blink and sit up all the way. “You have coffee here?”

“| have everything here,” Kent murmurs in reply, sitting up with me and pulling me back against his chest like he doesn’t want to get me go. And | let him, for a moment, trying to decide what |

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Coffee? Or a little bit of Kent for breakfast?