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He can’t help the deepening of his smile. Take away his favorite new hobby? He didn’t think so.
“Thank you for your offer, Fay,” he says, “but again. No.”
With that, he turns back to his papers, deliberately ignoring her until he hears her sigh and open the door to leave. As he hears her move through the door, he glances up to catch one last glimpse before she shuts it.
Those tight jeans were a good choice, he notes. He’ll repeat that fashion choice again.
As Fay leaves, Kent turns his attention to the screen on his
computer which holds all of the surveillance footage in his house. A few clicks allow him to focus the cameras on her, following her path as she goes back up the stairs towards her room. She
surprises him, though, by passing her room-
Continuing down the hallway-
Stopping at Daniel’s room. Kent gives a little hum of interest,
leaning back in his chair as he watches her tap gently on Daniel’s
door.
His son answers and smiles at her, inviting her in. The girl
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disappears inside.
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Kent stares at Daniel’s closed bedroom door, working to deny the jealousy that’s roiling in his gut.
Not giving himself a chance to think about it too much, he leans over to the intercom on his desk, pressing number 8 for his own bedroom. “Fiona?” he says.
A few moments later, she answers. “Hey baby,” she purrs.
“Can you come down to my office, please?”
Fay flops down on Daniel’s bed, sighing.
“What’s wrong?” he asks, sitting on the edge next to her. “Are you alright?”
“I’m fine,” she murmurs, looking around. The room is tastefully decorated in shades of brown and green that match Daniel’s eyes,
but there’s very little personal decoration – not much that seems
like Daniel himself has chosen it.
“What do you guys do all day, here?” She asks, suddenly
wondering about Daniel’s life as an only child in a mafia family.
He shrugs. “I mostly stay in here,” he says, nodding to his
computer and the several bookcases full of texts against the far wall. “I keep busy.”
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“Don’t you get bored?” She wonders, sitting up.
“Of course,” he says, laughing a little. “Doesn’t everyone?”
“Do you ever get to leave?” She asks, studying her handsome
fiancé.
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“Of course,” he replies, laughing. “Don’t forget, you met me outside of this house, so, that’s evidence of that.” He hesitates, realizing the direction of her questions. “But we can’t leave now. Not for a while. Not until things are more…settled.”
Fay sighs, disappointed, and falls back against his pillows.
“It’s not always going to be like this,” he murmurs, sorry that she feels so discontented. “Once everything dies down, once we’re married, we’ll have like…complete freedom. We can go back to the
bookshops…maybe to Paris…” he gives her a shy smile, knowing
she’d love it there.
She gives him a little half–smile in response, but he knows she’s
not content with what he’s offering.
“Come on, Fay,” he says, scooting closer to her and taking her
hand. “Some people would kill for what we have. We actually like
each other’s company and we have all the money in the world
at our disposal. Soon you’ll be one of the richest, most powerful women in this city, Fay,” he says temptingly.
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