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Chapter 120

Chapter 120Kent is as cold as ice the whole ride home.4/4

On the way there, he had been burning with fury, his mind racing, desperate to lock her down, to burn down everything, ifnecessary, in order to secure her allegiance any way he could.

And he had...he had just lost it. Twice, at the stables, he had lost his temper, lost his mind.

He was unsettled, in truth, at his reactions to the day’s events. His entire life since his father died — everything had been aboutcontrol. Control of himself, foremost, because from that spuncontrol over his house, his family, his community, and then hisworld.

Control was the center of his success, his power.

And around her?

God damnit, for some reason, around her he just loses it.

Kent grips the steering wheel tighter as he considers it,remembering the rage he let slip loose when he had watched theboy put his hand on her thigh. Because, Kent knew, it was histhigh-his to control, his to decide who touched it and when.Chapter 120

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For some reason, with Daniel, Kent felt no such jealousy. Probably because he knew...well. He knew that Daniel was no realthreat.

But Jerome — this handsome, smooth-talking young guy. Kent had been in idiot to ever assign Fay to his care. What the hell didhe think was going to happen?

And then the second time when he had grabbed her — grabbedher shirt and pulled her against him —

Kent scowls at himself, disgusted at his weakness. She was learning his ticks, learning how to manipulate him, learning how tobring him to the edge and just tip him over. And he was falling for it, every time.

Because, god damnit, a large part of him wanted to lose control with her. To do more than just grab her shirt, pull her againsthim-

He wanted to throw her down when she laughed at him, to wipe

that laugh off of her mouth by pressing his own to it, to show her

who was in charge.novelbin

But he knew he couldn’t- he couldn’t go that far. When he

teetered on that edge, his whole world teetered with it. He had to bring her back under his control, had to have this on his terms.Nothing else was a real option.

And so, when he pulls into the garage at his house, Kent is all solidity, all icy control. It was a mistake, rushing off to the stablesChapter 120

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when he was on edge. He should be like this all the time, perfectly

in command.

He won’t do it again, that’s for damn sure.

Instead, he would take Fay in hand the old-fashioned way. By

force, if necessary.

Kent walks into a quiet house. He’s surprised by this — he knows

that it’s full of people, but everyone is, apparently, walking on

eggshells today.

Fine. That's just fine by Kent.

He strides into the kitchen, seeing a group of people at the back

table.

The boy is one of them, sitting withthe old guys, who give Kent looks justtinged with shape Kdtenbugh toreally sta ub to him, but enough tolet him know that they knew he hadlost The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!

control.

Kent clenches his teeth and thenstrides to the fridge, faxing Ory; anpackagg wrapped its cher paper.Theh! he walks over to the boy,whose eyes go wide with fear. Thecontent is on NovelDrama.Org! Readthe latest chapter there!

“There,” Kent says, tossing the wrapped steak on the table. “Put that on your bruise, it will help the swelling.”The boy hesitates, not taking his eyes of Kent, and then reaches

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for the packet.

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“Thanks,” Jerome says, his voice quiet.

“Tomorrow,” Kent says, lookingbeyond him towards the back garden,“you wash the,carg)Evely Single oneof ther. Ki returns his gaze toJerome's face. “And I'll check tomake sure they're The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!

detailed.”

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