Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 11

Gifts

Chapter 11 – Betrothed–1

I’m laying back on my bed, all cried out, when I hear a knock at my door. I raise my head and groan inwardly. What’s next?

Before I can get up to answer it, the door creeks open a little. I sigh. No such thing as privacy in the Mafia palace.

“Fay?”

My mouth drops open as I hear a voice that I recognize. I’m too shocked to speak as I see him peek around the door, smiling shyly.

“Are you okay, Fay?”

Daniel. I just stare at him.

He grimaces and comes into the room, pressing the door shut behind him. Then he leans back on it, staring at me, quirking his mouth into that sweet smile I used to love.

I groan and lay my head back on my pillows. “Go away, Daniel. We can talk about our engagement later.”

“Fay,” he says, and I can hear the apology in his voice. I hear him come closer to the bed. “Come on, Fay,” he says. “It could be worse.”

I open my eyes and glare at him. “Are you serious, Daniel?”

He shrugs and again gives me that charming smile, sliding his

“Shh!” He puts a hand out towards me and looks anxiously at the door. “Seriously, Fay, watch what you say. We can’t talk about that sort of thing here.”

I glance at the closed door, confused. “Can they hear us in here?”

“My dad has ears everywhere,” he murmurs. He turns back to me. “Are you mad at me?”

ever again, let alone have this weird conversation about why I didn’t want to be his mafia bride just because our parents promised us

just… I want to be married to someone who loves me. Not to someone who is only marrying me because

and I

who isn’t attracted to me,” I

out an arm to put around my shoulders. I shoot

this, Fay,” he says quietly. “Not all marriages work out anyway,

look up at him, aghast. Is

Don’t you

a world where what I want, personally, really matters. And with you, well. At least I know we get along, like the

a laugh at this.

upset when we broke up!” Daniel continues, trying to be upbeat. “And I really am sorry about what happened in the coffee shop. But isn’t

not fate, Daniel, it’s fake,” I say, looking at him with all of my pain showing. I can’t help it – he was my first love, and he totally betrayed me, and now here he is asking me to jump right back

is unfaithful

a hiss. “And I don’t want a husband who is into men, considering I’m a girl. Do you really want us to be in a fake marriage for the rest of our lives? Just because it’s what your dad wants?”

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Gifts

– Betrothed–2

says, his eyes skittering for the door.

fervently at this.

and I’m surprised to see true fear in his face. “You’ve got to promise

deal? It’s the twenty–first century – it’s so backwards to think that way

looking down at the floor. “It’s a different world here, Fay – that’s why I

carry on the family line…not only will they consider me a failure, but it will

study Daniel’s perfect face, feeling

he knows it

what they do to people like me, Fay?” Daniel asks, turning to look at

head no, not even

says, “make them denounce their sexuality, who they are, and if they do it again, they…they mutilate

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