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Chapter 61
Chapter 61
Kent storms into the dining room, where the table is set for four. He sits down hard in his chair at the head of the table, waving atthe place settings on either side of him.novelbin
“Remove these,” he says to the waitstaff, biting off the words in his frustration. “Have Daniel's and Fay’s plates sent up to Fay’sroom, they'll take their supper there.”
The waitstaff give each other worried looks but silently do as they're told. The chef comes out next, looking around the room.“Sir?” He asks, his French accent heavy in the word. “Will you be dining alone?”“Apparently,” Kent says, angry that Fiona isn’t here either. “Please bring it out.”
The chef nods, impassive, and heads back into the kitchen. A few moments later he appears again with Kent's first course —salmon tartare with a small side salad and a freshly-sliced French
baguette.
Kent ignores the fish and reaches directly for the bread, slatheringit with butter as he sits back in his chair and thinks.
Thinks, inevitably, about her.
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God damnit, he almost couldn’t take looking at her tonight, sitting there in her bed, crying as if her heart would break. He hadtried tried to break the mood, to cajole her out of it, to scare her out of it-
by pounding on the wall —
But she had just kept crying-
He grits his teeth between bites of bread, angry with himself for not being able to control himself. For wanting, even now, to dashup those stairs and so something—anything-to make her stop.
But she was Daniel’s problem now, a right with Daniel had just asserted upstairs. Kicking him out and keeping Fay all to himself.Kent has tried, these past few weeks. Tried to distract himself, to
busy himself with his work and his plans, tried to ignore her when she walks by, the light lily scent of her shampoo driftingthrough
the air-The wide-eyed expressions of her face, when she’s shocked,
happy, sad, angry-
God, she’s at her best when she’s angry, with that fire in her eyes, that courage she drags up from somewhere deep in her soul —he loves to prod her, to push her, to raise that fire in her —
The way it felt, those few times when he lost his control, whenhe caught her spying on him in the basement, for instance, andchased her up the stairs, pinned her against the hall of her room,Chapter 61
saw the passion in her, then- the defiance —
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The way it felt when she pounded her little fists against his chest. — god, he had wanted to turn her around right there, press herup against the wall, press the length of himself up against her ass as he slipped his hand beneath her shirt, taught her a lessonabout what it meant to defy him-
Kent squeezes a slice of the breadwithin his fist, crushi ey. rairingiit.T en hedrops feo the table andstares at it. The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!
God damnit, that girl. She will be theundoing of him. She made hirg justlose it = seqtodicconsaronhinSbif, the one thing he never did.And she had absolutely no idea. Thecontent is on NovelDrama.Org! Readthe latest chapter there!
He had to get rid of her, Kent decided,looking blankly across the roomhedsendt way ade them quick,séad them back to the old country tohis family there, where they'd be safe-The content is on NovelDrama.Org!Read the latest chapter there!
But the idea of it, of them building a life together, of her smiling at his son while she bore his children-Kent grits his teeth and pounds his fist against the table once. God damnit.
He stares down at his plate as his mind races.
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