Filed to story: Falling for My Ex's Mafia Dad Novel Free PDF (Fay Alden & Kent Lippert)
“Oh my god,” Jerome whispers, leaning forward and grinning at me. “You actually did it, didn’t you?”
I freeze no way there’s no way he knows so fast
“Oh my god, you totally did!” Jerome hisses, gleeful, “You actually boned Lippert! ”
“Jerome!” I gasp, looking out into the hallway, frantic. “What the are you serious how did you?!” Then, desperate, I tug him angrily into my room, slamming the door shut behind him.
“Fay, please, I’m dying,” Jerome laughs as he stumbles across my floor, his voice half whisper and half glee. “Please, you have to tell me everything ”
“I’m not telling you anything!” I hiss, giving him a little shove so that he falls back against the bed. “Even if there were anything to tell I’m not going to I mean, I wouldn’t ” I blush now, pursing my lips, realizing that…well, that it’s no good.
Jerome sits perched on the end of my bed, leaning forward, grinning at me as if it’s Christmas morning. “Come on, Fay, I won’t tell anyone I can keep a secret!”
“We’re not girlfriends, Jerome!” I huff at him, “this isn’t a slumber party I’m not telling you my deepest darkest just because you ask!” I cross my arms but I can’t help smiling a little. Honestly, I am dying to talk to someone about it, and I do like Jerome.
“Oh, it’s not a slumber party?” Jerome asks, smirking and raising his brows. “Like the one you had last night with my boyfriend? Really, Fay, you do like to have Lippert men in your bed -“
“Ew!” I say, dashing forward to smack him on the arm. “You of all people should know that it’s not like that between me and Daniel and wait ” I freeze, my arm raised to smack him again. “Did you just did you just call Daniel your boyfriend?”
Now it’s Jerome’s turn to blush. “No I mean, it was a slip we’re ”
“You’re what?” I breathe, dying to know, leaning towards him.
“Quid pro quo, Miss Alden,” Jerome snaps, quickly pulling himself back together and retaking control of the conversation. “I’ll tell you if you tell me.”
I stand up straight, folding my arms over my chest studying him. “Fine. You tell me first.”
“No way you go ”
“No!” I interject, laughing. “You tell me, or I’ll make Kent fire you ”
“Unfair!” Jerome cries, jumping to his feet. “You can’t leverage your sugar daddy’s ”
“I can do as I please! I ”
We’re both silenced, suddenly, by a hard knock at the door, both of our heads spinning towards it. I’m faster than Jerome, though, using this to my advantage. “You know that’s Daniel, right?” I say, smirking as I reach for the handle. “Maybe we should just…let him in? See what he thinks?”
“No, Fay ” Jerome says, his face worried. But I just grin at him and whip open the door, turning to face Daniel with a wicked grin.
That falls immediately from my face.
Kent is standing there, his arms folded, glaring at me. And then his eyes flicking dangerously to Jerome, standing behind.
“Sir,” says Jerome, putting his hands out where Kent can see them, like he’s being questioned by the police. “I’m sorry sir I meant to get her for you, like you asked but we got distracted ”
“Distracted by what?” Kent says, his voice slow, even. Perilous. I take a step away from Kent, freaked out by the violence on his face. “What distracted you, Jerome?” Kent asks again, taking a step into the room, his eyes flicking to me once as he prowls closer to his prey. “What distracted you so much that you came into Fay’s room? Alone? And shut the door? When she’s undressed?”
“Please,” Jerome begs, quailing a little under the force of Kent’s stare. “I promise it was nothing we’re we’re friends ”
Kent doesn’t acknowledge a word that Jerome says, just continues to stalk closer to him until their faces are inches apart. “Get the fuck out, Jerome.”
Jerome immediately flinches away, nodding and dashing for the door, clearly scared perhaps even for his life. He doesn’t even look at me as he goes. I watch Jerome’s form disappear out my door and down the steps, shocked and freaked out myself. Then I turn back to Kent, my eyes wide.
“What the hell is going on, Fay?” Kent asks, arms crossed, glaring at me.
“Nothing,” I insist, staring at him, shocked. “Seriously, Kent, there’s nothing going on between me and Jerome, there can’t be, he’s ”
And then I stop realizing…
Realizing that Kent actually doesn’t know. That he wouldn’t be this jealous, this enraged, if he knew that the bedroom that Jerome is actually secretly visiting is…Daniel’s.
“Kent,” I say, crossing the room to him and putting my hands flat on his chest, looking up into his face. “Seriously, you’ve got to believe me there’s nothing going on between me and Jerome. He’s my friend one of my only friends, in this house.” I bite my lip at him, knowing well, knowing that that’s worked in the past. Hoping it works again. “Please just trust me. It was an innocent visit.”
I can tell by the stony nature of Kent’s face that he doesn’t quite believe me. I frown a little, confused. Why if we just slept together hours ago if he just took my virginity why would he think I was sneaking Jerome up into my room for some kind of tryst?
“You’ll have to forgive me for doubting your fidelity, Fay,” Kent sneers. “Especially considering that your boyfriend is downstairs. Waiting for you. To take you on a trip.”
I blink at Kent, totally confused.
Then I take a step away, anxious. Is this…is this some kind of trap?
“Kent,” I whisper. “What are you talking about?”
Kent cocks his head to the side, studying me, but I look at him with honest confusion on my face. He assesses me for a moment and then nods toward the door. “Come and see for yourself,” he says, stepping towards it. I follow, eager to understand, padding after him in my bare feet until we’re both standing at the top of the steps. I’m still looking up at Kent, though, when he stops and gestures down to the first floor.
And then I look and my mouth falls open.
Because Ivan is standing there, smirking up at me.
“Are you ready, Fay?” he asks, all brash assurance. “Time to go.”
“Ivan,” I say, my voice hardly more than a whisper as I stare at him from the top of the steps. Then, realizing that I’m standing here basically naked in my tiny robe, I clutch the fabric closed at my throat and take a deep breath, trying to figure out what the hell to do next. What is he doing here!?
“I take it,” Ivan says, his smirk deepening, “by your state of dress that you are…not ready yet? Do you need a few more minutes?”
“A few more minutes?” I ask, baffled. And then, fully aware that Kent’s eyes are on me, I flit down the steps until I’m eye-level with Ivan. “What are you talking about, Ivan? Why are you what are you ”
Seeing that I’m not playing coy and that I’m genuinely confused, Ivan frowns at me. “Didn’t you get my texts, Fay? Or your dad’s? This was…all set up.”
I slap a hand to my forehead, groaning. Texts. My phone. You know, communication with the outside world?
“Ivan,” I explain, shaking my head. “I haven’t checked my phone since like…yesterday afternoon. I’m sorry I’ve been…distracted.”
Images flash through my mind, suddenly, of precisely how distracted I was. Images of Kent pinning me up against the wall of the stable his mouth hard on mine while he carried me upstairs the feel of his body against mine as he pressed into me
Despite myself, I blush, which only makes Ivan grin. “Ah, that’s all right, Fay,” he says, giving me his patented cocky half-smile. “It’s a surprise then. Go get packed I’m taking you away for the night. A little mini-break, just you and me. So we can, ah…get to know each other.” His eyes move, at his last words, to Kent standing at the top of the stairs. Ivan’s smile deepens, bringing out a dimple on his left cheek.
Slowly, I turn to follow Ivan’s gaze. Kent doesn’t look at Ivan, though only at me. Then, he twists his head quickly to the side towards my room, his meaning perfectly clear.
“Give me a minute,” I murmur to Ivan as I run up the stairs, past Kent and towards my room. I can hear Kent’s heavy footsteps behind me as I fly into my room and spin to face him. He slams the door shut.