Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 341

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My eyes go immediately to the door of Kent’s office at the bottom of the stairs, which is – as

as I hoped still standing wide. open, light spilling out of it. When I get to the landing I cross to the door as quietly as I can, peeking inside. novelbin

He’s there, as I knew he’d be, though he’s never in there this late. Kent is giving me every opportunity to do precisely what I’m doing: swallowing my pride. I watch him as he leans over hist desk, looking at something on his computer, his face turned a little away from me.

And, still a little angry that he’s making me do this, I lean myself against his door frame, my arms crossed over my chest, and I wait.

Kent glances towards the door as he turns his face away from his computer and he freezes a little when he sees me standing there in silence. And then, slowly, he gets to his feet, slipping his hands into his pockets, leveling his gaze at me.

And I stare right back, setting my jaw, staring at him.

Because I’m the one who made the first move – I came down here, after all. I swallowed my pride. He can damn well meet me halfway and say the first word.

But he doesn’t. Kent just stares al me.

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And as he does, I just start to…collapse, inside.

Seriously? I think, my heart breaking a little. Seriously? Me groveling – that’s so much more important than everything? Than than all of this? Than us? Whatever we are?

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And I feel my face fall as my eyes go wide and fill with tears. As I stare at him, and my lip starts to tremble, and my knees start to go weak at the realization that…

That I might mean absolutely nothing to this man. Absolutely nothing at all…

And then he cracks too.

“Fay,” Kent says, his voice breaking as he takes one step towards me, reaching out a hand

And it’s all I need.

I’m moving in an instant, slamming the door shut behind me, crossing the room in a flash and hurling myself in his arms, which wrap tight around me – desperate –

“Fay,” he groans, holding me to him like he can’t ever let me go, tucking his head down against mine, his fingers gripping tightly against the skin of my back.

“I hate this, Kent,” I sob, burying my face against his chest, letting my pride fly away, wrapping my fingers in the cloth of his shirt as if I could tear it to pieces. “I – I don’t want this – I can’t stand it – you can’t hate me, you can’t –”

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“Fay,” Kent says harshly, pulling back from me a little so that he can look down into my face- but I don’t let him, not wanting him to see me all red and blotchy. But he says my name again, taking his hand from my back and sliding it under my chin, forcing me to look up at him so that he can see all of me, so that he can see the tears streaming down my face.

So that I can see all of him. So that I can see his heart breaking as he watches me cry.

“Fuck, Fay,” he says, his voice catching, “I don’t hate you – I couldn’t –”

And I gasp a little in relief, pressing my eyes shut as he gathers me to him again. “I’m sorry,” I hear him whisper, his arms tightening around me, holding me closer – if that’s even possible – “I was just so mad and so stubborn – and so were you, Fay, and I couldn’t…I’m sorry

Fay,” he says, rueful, apparently not

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able to come up with new words.

But I understand. I get it, I really do.