Chapter 0123


    I don’t know what to say, so I don’t say anything. I just standing before him, trying not to let my knees


    shake.


    The threat of that only increases when he takes two steps towards me, cing one hand on my waist,


    his other tilting my chin up towards him.


    “Are you sure about this, Fay?” Kent whispers, his voice a caress. “Because if this is just an attempt to


    call my bluff – I promise you. There is no bluff.”


    I’m sure he can feel me trembling now that his hands are on me, but I will myself to stare clearly into


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    his eyes. “No bluff, Kent,” I say, keeping my voice steady. “I signed the papers. I’ll stand by them. But


    we’re going to do this on my terms –“


    Heughs at me suddenly, taking his hand from my waist and using it to give me a sharp p on the


    ass.


    I gasp, stumbling back from him, shocked.


    He gives me a wolfish smile, returning his hands to his pockets. “No, Fay,” he says, shaking his head.


    “My terms. Only my terms. Is that understood?”


    I open my mouth to protest, but he ignores me, looking away towards the window as if my objections


    don’t matter.


    “I want you to contact Ivan tonight,” he demands, his voice all business. “Tell him you want to go to


    dinner with him tomorrow.”


    I had opened my mouth to protest his terms and I don’t bother to shut it when I hear his order. It just


    would have fallen open again anyway at this turn. What was – I thought that he –


    “What, Fay,” Kent pushes, smirking at me and reading my mind. “Did you think I was going toe in


    here and ravish you tonight?” He slowly shakes his head. “No. With you, I want to take my time.”


    He turns then and slowly heads towards the door, looking at me when he reaches it. “You’ll go to dinner


    with Ivan tomorrow night, don’t take no for an answer. And then, when you’re on the date, don’t say


    anything about our ns to have hime to our side yet. Just…be friendly.” He smirks at me, letting


    me interpret that any way I want.


    I take a minute to process hismand and then nod, letting him know I understand, gathering


    together my pride. This was my role now, after all. Agent and mistress of the mafia king. I had expected


    thetter title toe into y tonight but…well, I could roll with these changes. Honestly, I was a little


    relieved.


    “And then,” he continues, snapping my attention back to him. “When youe home,” he puts an


    emphasis on thest word, ensuring that I understand that he expects me home tomorrow night, and


    not at Ivan’s house, “there will be another box like this one in your room. I’d like you to wear it. And


    then wait for me toe to you.”


    I don’t say anything. I just stare at him. Was it going to be tomorrow night, then? When he…


    “Do you understand, Fay?” Kent asks, raising an eyebrow at me, clearly pleased with how this went.


    I raise my chin towards him. “Yes,” I tell him, my voice steady.


    “Good,” he purrs, his eyes devouring me onest time before he pulls the door open. “I’ll look forward


    to it, Fay. Every minute of it.”


    Kent pulls the door closed behind him and I fall to my knees, finally giving my legs permission to


    copse and tremble all they want. My hands are shaking too as I grab my new phone from the bottom


    drawer of my desk and call my sister.


    “Really?” she asks, intrigued. “Then what did you do?”


    “Nothing,” I insist. “Well…he gave me a task to do tomorrow. But I need you. Help me figure out what to


    do next.”


    So, I tell her everything.


    And together, wee up with a n.