Fall For My Ex's Mafia Dad

Chapter 0274

1 stare at Kent for a second, shocked and confused. What, really, is he asking me?

“I'm serious, Fay,” Kent continues. “What's your price? An adjustment to the contract? Money? A condo in Milan?” | go still for a moment, considering that a condo in Milan sounds amazing —All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

But then | turn fully to him, frowning. “Kent, do you ever consider that my continuing to communicate with Ivan might benefit you too? That | might be doing it for your sake?”

“Really,” Kent says, his voice rich with sarcasm. “You kissed Ivan last night for my sake.”

“One,” | say, taking a few quick steps closer to him, “I did not kiss Ivan last night —” | grimace a little inwardly, thinking that Kent doesn’t really know that | was definitely going to kiss Ivan last night had Natalia not interrupted — “and two,” | continue, interrupting Kent before he can object, “that last night Ivan told me some really interesting stuff that you might want to know.”

Kent snaps his mouth shut and considers me for a moment. “Fine,” he says, giving in. “What did he tell you that was so worth it?”

“Kent,” | hesitate, coming to stand in front of him again and look up into his face, wanting to see how he reacts. “Ivan asked me again to come to his side. He insisted — insisted that you’re going down. | don’t know why he wants me to do it if it's because he has feelings for me, or wants the allegiance to my dad, | don’t know — but Kent,” | pause, shaking my head and hoping he hears me, “Ivan was sure. He says it’s dangerous for me to stay in this house. He wants me out.”

Kent grits his teeth and looks away from me, his eyes go going vague as he processes this news. “It doesn’t mean anything, Fay,” he mutters. “I can protect you.”

“| know,” | say, putting a hand on his arm and making him look down at me again. “But Kent, if you let me talk to him, maybe | can find out more. Don’t cut off this connection. We can get more from it.

“Fine,” Kent growls, leaning down and surprising me by pressing a kiss to my mouth, a lingering one that floods my stomach with heat. “But Fay,” he says when he pulls away. “No hands. All right?”

“You know Kent,” | murmur, looking up at him from under my eyelashes. “If you were just willing to admit that you didn’t want him touching me because you have feelings for me,” | whisper, smirking, “I might be obliged to do it for free.”

Kent glares at me, but I see the smile starting on his lips as he considers my counter-offer. “Two condos, Fay. Milan and Paris.” Chapter 274 3/3

| laugh, shoving away from him and wrinkling my nose. “Show me the property listings,” | say, giving him a little wink and turning to head back to the door. “And we'll talk.”

| finish my tiny coffee by the time | finish climbing the winding iron stair and, after | push through the back of the wardrobe and duck back into my room, | place the empty cup on my bedside table as | yawn and head for the shower. Honestly, after five hours of sleep, one cup doesn’t cut it.

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