All Chapters of Fall For My Ex's Mafia Dad: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

A sound cracks through the air and I flinch, realizing – Shit, was that a whip? I gasp and whimper when I hear it again – snap, snap – “I didn’t want to do this, Fay,” Kent says, his voice low and – my stomach twists at the realization – pleased. “But you made me. If you’d only been obedient, I c

A few minutes later, Fay and Daniel are curled up on her bed, sharing a bottle of white wine and a box of donuts that Daniel swiped from the kitchen. The rest of the room is still a complete wreck – furniture overturned, clothes and books thrown everywhere – but the bed they were able to set to righ

The next day, I go down to the kitchen in my riding clothes and wait. And wait. I have my breakfast with Daniel, waving him off as he goes to class, and then have about five more tiny cups of espresso as I wait so me more. I’m practically buzzing when Kent finally deigns to come into the room, whi

“Fay,” Kent says, clenching his mouth closed after he utters my name, apparently needing a minute to rein in his temper. That little muscle of frustration flickers in his cheek, making my little smile grow. “You’re not to come down to the basement. I was clear about this.” I give him a fake little

“Good, Fay! Good!” Jerome says, his voice eager and encouraging. Kent’s trainer couldn’t come on short notice, so Jerome is putting me through some exercises on the horse. He watched me ride a bit and then told me – to my surprise – that I’m too reliant on the reins. “You hold onto them,” he had s