Fall For My Ex's Mafia Dad novel Chapter 159

Twenty minutes later, Fay slips out of her room, dragging a little powder-blue wheeled suitcase behind her, dressed in a casual white tennis skirt and an oversized varsity sweater that Kent picked out for her before he left her room.

At the bottom of the stairs, both Ivan and Kent watch her descend. They’ve been there the whole time, waiting. They didn’t say a word to each other.

“’Bout time, gorgeous,” Ivan says with a smile, coming forward and reaching out a hand to help Fay down the last few steps. She beams at him.

“Oh, come on,” she replies, wrinkling her nose playfully. “I’m worth the wait.”

Kent feels fury build in him as he forces himself to watch the exchange. He wants nothing more than to step forward and punch that satisfied smirk right off of Ivan’s face as he looks Fay over from head to foot. But Kent does nothing, doesn’t move at all, burying the desire deep inside. It’s not worth it.

There’s the creak of a door, then, and Ivan, Kent, and Fay all turn towards the kitchen as Daniel comes into the hall, taking a big bite of the sandwich in his hand, his mind clearly elsewhere. Daniel stops in his tracks when he sees them all staring at him and slowly swallows his bite. “What’s…going on?” he asks, wary.

“Hey Daniel,” Ivan calls, raising his chin to him, not letting go of Fay’s hand. “Nice to see you again.”

“Daniel, come here,” Kent commands, not giving Daniel a chance to respond. “Come say goodbye to your fiancé. She’s off for a little…trip.”

Both Daniel and Fay raise their eyebrows at Kent’s use of that word, Ivan looking between them, but Kent ignores them all. He has his own reasons. Daniel crosses to the unlikely group, his eyes on Fay.

“Where you going?” Daniel asks with a confused frown.

“Away for the night,” she replies, attempting a little smile. “It’s a…surprise?”

“Have a nice time, Fay,” he half murmurs, half growls, placing a hand on her waist to pull her to his side. Then, he places a fatherly kiss on her forehead.

As Kent pulls away, Fay looks into his eyes, disbelief and irony written all over her face. She shakes her head at him while Ivan’s back turned. “Sure thing, daddy,” she whispers, taking the opportunity to fist a hand in his shirt and pull him hard against her. “Don’t miss me too much.”

She gives him a look, then, that twists Kent stomach and sends all his blood rushing for his cock. But before he can respond, she’s let him go and is moving through the door, not even looking over her shoulder as she leaves, the guards following after her. When Fay takes Ivan’s hand and smiles up at him as they walk down the front steps, Kent grits his teeth and slams the door behind her.

He takes a moment to collect himself, breathing hard, and then turns towards his office to see…

Daniel, standing there, his expression a little scandalized. “You okay, dad?” Daniel asks slowly.