Fall For My Ex's Mafia Dad

Chapter 0072

The sight of her kneeling for him on the ground, panting, waiting – Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

The sweet yelp that she made, her whole body tensing as he just flicked her ass with the whip –

God, he’d been instantly hard when he heard that noise – had felt, finally, like he could control her

again –

But then.

Fucking then. When she had said no.

He had just lost it. Lost complete control – gone to his knees in front of her – and she had laughed at

him.

Kent pictures her face in that moment – her beautiful face, with her red curls spilling around her

cheeks, as she had smirked at him and not begged, but demanded that he hit her again.

God damnit. He had almost truly lost it then – almost…

Instead, he’d gotten out of the room.

But now, in the privacy of his office, pissed at himself for losing control, horrified that it was at her

hands – this girl – this nothing –

He lets him think about what he would have done – what he almost did - if he’d stayed just two more

seconds down there.

Grabbed her by that red hair, pulled her to him, crushed her face to his own, panted into her mouth as

he ripped the shirt from her body, grasped her small, firm breast in his palm, pulled her on top of him –

Made her moan, made her beg –

Fuck, Kent thinks, grinding his teeth against his desire, but he can’t help it. Instead, he gives in, swiftly

unbuckling his belt, the top button of his pants, thrusting his hand inside.

“Fay?”

Her head swivels towards the door as it pushes open slightly, a dark head peeking from behind it.

“Hi, Daniel,” she says with a little smile. She’s sitting cross-legged on the ground now, her hands still

locked to the floor with the chain and padlock.

Daniel frowns at her, stepping inside. “You seem…shockingly okay,” he says.

She gives him a little shrug. She’s been down here alone for about ten minutes now. Actually, she’d

been getting kind of bored. “No real harm done,” she says.

Daniel comes over to her, kneeling on the ground in front of her and producing a key from his pocket.

She wonders, passively, where he got it, but then shrugs, realizing that it doesn’t matter.

“It’s just,” Daniel says as he works. “I’ve seen people after my Dad…teaches them a lesson. And you’re

just sitting here, kind of…peaceful? When he is flying around upstairs all pissed off?”

Daniel pauses for a moment and studies her. “What did you do to him?”

Fay shrugs, giving nothing away. Daniel just sighs and finishes unlocking the cuffs, setting her free. Fay

stands, rubbing her wrists – which really are sore – and looking around.

“What did he do to you?” Daniel asks, slipping his hands into his pockets and standing as well.

Fay shrugs again, glancing at the whip on the floor.

Daniel’s eyes widen as he sees the direction of her gaze. “Wait, did he whip you?”

She meets his eyes and gives him a little smile. “Not hard,” she says, truthfully. She barely feels it now.

“I think he was just trying to scare me a little.”

Daniel looks at her, aghast, but Fay’s smile just widens. “Do you want to go upstairs?” she asks.

Daniel just nods slowly and gestures towards the door. Fay accepts the invitation, walking out of the

room and down the hallway ahead of him.

“Actually,” she says over her shoulder. “Do you want to get something to eat and bring it up to my

room? I could use a snack.”

Daniel says nothing, just stares at her as he follows her up the stairs.

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