Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father

Chapter 99

Chapter 99

“Fay,” Kent says, clenching his mouth closed after he utters my name, apparently needing a minute to rein in his temper. Thatlittle muscle of frustration flickers in his cheek, making my little smile grow. “You're not to come down to the basement. | wasclear about this.”

I give him a fake little pout, seeing how far | can push it. “But it’s so interesting down here,” | say, turning my attention back to thewedding album. “For instance,” | say, my voice light, “I had no idea you'd consent to get married in just a linen shirt — no suit coateven — very bohemian of you —”

Kent takes two steps forward and snatches the photo album out of my hand, glaring at me. Then, he glances down at it, as ifsurprised.

We're both silent fora moment while he stares at the photo album. “I haven't looked at this in...years...” he says quietly,surprised into a moment of reverence.

| consider him, glad to have a moment to study his tall, muscular form while he’s not glaring at me. His face is lined with years ofworry — perhaps more worry than most men his age. He carries a lot, | know, but...well, | wonder if he carries more than heneeds to.

For instance, did he really need to come down here to yell at meChapter 992/3 for looking through photo albums? What harm, really, was | doing?

And what joy does Kent really have to balance out all of the worry, the constant need for control, that consumes his time? Theworry and need for control that, indeed, results in his panic attacks?

My eyes flick back to the photo album, wondering if there is perhaps an answer there.

“Did you love her?”

| blush when | hear myself ask it. Again, my mouth has run away with me — speaking my thoughts before | consider whether it’swise.

Kent raises his eyes suddenly, that glare focused on me again. He doesn’t answer my question, just tosses the album back ontothe shelf as if it doesn’t matter to him. But | saw his face a moment ago — | know he’s performing a nonchalance he doesn't feel.

| lean back into the chair, still studying him, feeling as if I’ve just figured out a little piece of the Kent puzzle. | smile a little again,pleased.

Which, of course, ticks him off.

“I'm serious, Fay,” Kent says, his voice low and serious. “There are rules in this house, and they're in place for a reason.” Hefolds his arms and glares down at me. “If you do not obey them, you will be punished-”

Chapter 993/3“What,” | say, narrowing my eyes into a glare of my own, my own temper a little riled at this renewed threat. “What, Kent. If |

disobey, what are you going to do, chain me to the table in your little torture chamber? Again?” | roll my eyes. “We already didthat

this week.”

Kent opens his mouth to say something — scold me, probably-

but | just sigh and press my handsagainst the arms of the ch re mpushing myself@n. rine | Say,Idokihg at him with exhaustion on myface. “I'll go upstairs.” The content ison NovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!

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I stop in the doorway and wait.

“There are rules in this house. | willnot have them broken.” Kent hol

my gaze steadily (weoartplay yourlittle ya Or defiance all you like, butultimately?” He stares at me, cold. “|will win. Every The content is onNovelDrama.Org! Read the latestchapter there!

time.”

Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 100