Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 1 – Broken Dreams–1

My ideal lover would be a guy who is not in a hurry to get laid, loves literature and books, and is polite.

My sister says that such men are extinct in the 21st century. She accused me of always daydreaming about nerd stuff, which is why I still haven’t cashed in my v–card.

I mean, why should I? I’ve never been in love before. I’m just waiting for something more intimate.

But I’m living in a fairy tale now that Daniel has shown up. We’ve been dating for a few months now after falling in love at first sight at a bookstore.

He’s thoughtful and attentive and a good listener, which is often the role I play – after all, my specialty is counseling. He doesn’t try to push me to go too far too fast, which sets him apart from other guys and suits my own pace perfectly.

Today, in the bookstore where we first met, I take a sip of my cappuccino as I look over my boyfriend’s tall, lanky form, his curly chestnut hair falling into his green eyes. Daniel always dresses so nicely, today in perfectly–pressed grey pants, a shining silver watch at his wrist.

Wait, I think, narrowing my eyes and looking closer. Are those diamonds below the glass face?

I bite my lip, wondering why my boyfriend has a diamond watch. I mean, I’m just a broke grad student – is he rich?

There’s movement over Daniel’s shoulder, and as I look, my

eyes go wide. “Daniel, there’s…a guy over there. And he’s staring right at us.”

Daniel turns to look directly at the brawny guy, well over six feet and chorded with muscle. His professional suit does nothing to disguise the roughness of his hands, the cruel scar that runs diagonally over his face, almost splitting his nose in two.

“Oh, um,” Daniel says, shrugging. “Don’t worry about him.”

I whisper, a little scared. “Daniel, he’s looking

an apologetic smile as my mouth falls open in shock.

pulling my mouth shut into an awkward O. I stare at Daniel. He needs a bodyguard? How rich is he?

a cool smile. “My dad gets overprotective,” he rolls his eyes at this. “Honestly, he’s so stressed out about

my long red hair, worrying about the mismatch between Daniel’s wealth and my church–mouse

Both Daniel and I look up at the baristo who smiles down at us, a really

I say, giving him

Daniel says,

pushing my hair back behind my ears. If I don’t leave now, I’m definitely going to be late for my

hers to go then,” Daniel says, rising from our sofa. “Here,

next trolly, when I notice Daniel’s phone vibrating on the table, a call coming in. When the number

rings again – the same number. On impulse, I grab Daniel’s phone

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Gifts

1 – Broken

the counter, “you’re getting a phone call

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one back here. I look around, confused – I definitely just saw Colin

a noise from the storage room, a strange and muffled thump and a moan. I take two steps forward and peek around the

Colin up against the wall of the storage room, one fist wrapped in the fabric

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at the button of Daniel’s pants, his belt already undone, whispering his name my boyfriend’s name

as I hurl the phone at Daniel and