Chapter 0136
In the early hours of the morning Kentes through the door to the third floor dressed in his wrinkled clothes from the night
before. He exhales a deep breath through his nose as he pulls the door shut behind him and starts downward, his eyes on his
feet.
“What were you doing with her in there, dad?”
Kent jumps at the voice, his eyes fastening suddenly on Daniel, who sits at the foot of the third-floor staircase, his back pressed
against the wall. Waiting for him.
Kent says nothing to Daniel, just stands frozen, staring at his son. Daniel looks exhausted as he slowly shakes his head. Has he
been sitting there all night?
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Kent''s eyes narrow at his son. What, after years of having no qualms or questions about his choices in women, suddenly he
wants to be involved? Suddenly he wants to y the morality police?
“Go to bed, Daniel,” Kentmands, starting down the stairs again. “Don’t you have a test or some other bullshit to concentrate
on today?”
“Dad —* Daniel protests, getting to his feet.
Kent whirls on his son when Daniel puts a hand on his arm to stop him. “Stay out of things you don’t understand, Daniel,” Kent
orders, taking a step towards his son to glower over him.
“She’s better than this,” Daniel hisses through clenched teeth, holding is ground. “She doesn’t deserve to be treated like trash —
like you treat all of the women who —*
“Shut your mouth, Daniel,” Kent snaps, his voice low with warning, moving so close to his son that Daniel takes an involuntary
step back. “You don’t get to say a god damn thing to me about this. She’s mine now.” Kent pauses, giving Daniel a second to
process that fact. “Find yourself someone else to defend, and someone else to fuck. Not that you weren''t doing that already.”
Daniel''s mouth falls open as Kent turns away and continues calmly down the steps. Daniel knew, of course, that his dad found
out about Jerome’s secret visit to his room. Whether or not Kent knew it was Jerome was another question. But this was the first
time, ever, that his father had evere even close to acknowledging his secret love life.
And Daniel realizes that Kent probably knows more about Daniel and Jerome than he was letting on. And that Kent is very willing
to use it as a weapon if that information carves a path to getting what he wants.
And what he wants, apparently is Fay.
Daniel clenches his fists as he watches his father’s form disappearing into his office. Because Fay is his, not his dad’s — she is
the only good thing in this stupid world, the only thing that made Daniel feel at home. And even if he could never be a true
husband to her, he still wanted her at his side as his wife. He knew he could make her happy, in the end.
And so, he was going to fight to get her back.
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| pull open the door, yawning, and immediately freeze.
It''s Kent standing there, in perfectly pressed suit pants and a crisp white shirt.
Kent, who neveres to my bedroom in the morning — who always waits to speak to me until |e down to the kitchen for
breakfast.
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