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Chapter 238
“I''m talking,” | answer, still mad, “about you being all nice and pleasant carly this morning, and then treating me like trash
at breakfast! Telling me that you don’t care what / do today, treating me like some weird kid Daniel had over for a sleepover
instead of your —”
“Shut your mouth,” Kent snaps, quick, his eyes ncing around the hall. | look with him, realizing that there are people around.
And then my eyes go wide as | realize that — that I’m a secret.
My mouth drops open as | stare up at Kent. | mean, | knew that we were being discreet because Daniel didn’t know and it would
certainly impact him, but | didn’t know that he was keeping me secret from everyone — like he’s ashamed of me
After all, he let Fiona walk around in her skimpy little robes, and everyone knew she was his girlfriend —
“Oh my god,” | whisper angrily through my teeth, fury pulsing through me now as | take a step closer. “Are you serious Kent? I’m
your dirty little secret?”
“What the hell did you expect, Fay?” Kent whispers back, giving my arm a little shake. “That | was going to shout it from the
rooftops that I’m fucking my son’s ex-fiancé? Do you know what would happen to me to all of us — if word got back to your
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“My father?” | choke out, aghast. “Seriously, you''re bringing my father into this? Now?”
“God damn it, Fay,” Kent growls, pulling me closer again. “We have got to be more discreet — and yes, I’m going to treat you
coldly in public spaces because if | don’t — if people find out about this then
“Then what, Kent?” | ask, shaking my head at him. “You''ll lose business? Have to renegotiate your ties?
“We''ll go to war, Fay,” he corrects, his own teeth clenched now as he looks furiously down at me.
My jaw drops open at this answer. War? Seriously, war? I’m important enough of a yer — or object, really — that who''s fucking
me is serious enough that people will go to war over it?
Kent sees me process this and nods slowly, opening his mouth to give me some other kind of order when, to both of our
surprise, the front door swings open. We both turn towards it, blinking in the bright sunlight that streams through, and | see two
figures standing there, two suitcases next to them.
As my eyes adjust, | notice that it''s a man and a woman standing side-by-side. And | realize two things about them at once: first,
that I''ve never, ever seen them before, but that there’s a certain...familiarity about them. And second, that they’re both incredibly
good looking.
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“Ah, Kent,” the woman says, her voice
thick with an incredibly charming
Italian ent. “So nice of you to
greet us at the door.” Sh smirks at!
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peffectly—lined red lips turning up at
the corner. | can’t help staring at her
— she’s so beautiful, and so incredibly
chic in her tight camel pants and
crisp cored shirt. | nce down at
her pointed leather boots, which
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Kent doesn’t say a word in response and, surprised, | nce up at him. My surprise turns to shock when | see how white his face
is as he stares, open—mouthed, at his two visitors. | realize suddenly that he knows them, and knows them well, and further
that he does not want them here.
“What''s wrong, Kent,” the manughs, a sly smile creasing his gorgeous tanned face, his ent even more pronounced than
the woman’s. “The cat — ah, how do you say it,” he says, taking a hand out of his pocket and snapping his fingers as he tries to
remember the English words. “It stole your tongue?”