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?”

to see Daniel ever again, let alone have this weird conversation about why I didn’t want to be

loves me. Not to someone who is only marrying me

gives me a worrying look and I sigh, watching

to me,” I finish.

on the bed, reaching out an arm to put around my shoulders. I shoot him a look, though, and he

all marriages work out anyway,

at him,

Daniel? Don’t

he says, shrugging, his voice defeated. “This is not a world where what I want, personally, really matters. And with you, well. At

a laugh

upbeat. “And I really am sorry about what happened in the coffee shop. But isn’t it kind of weird that we found each other out there on our own anyway, and we were

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

is unfaithful to

I’m a girl. Do you really want us to be in a fake marriage for the rest of our lives?

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Gifts

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Daniel says, his eyes skittering for the door.

fervently at

he turns worried eyes to me and I’m surprised to see true fear in his face. “You’ve got to

such a big deal? It’s the twenty–first century – it’s so backwards to think that way about sexual orientation –”

don’t understand,” he says, shaking his head and looking down at the floor. “It’s a different world here, Fay – that’s why I spend so much time

their values are 100 years old, maybe more. And tradition is everything, family is everything. If I don’t get married, don’t have kids to carry on the family line…not only will they consider me a failure, but

face, feeling for him. He’s

he knows it

what they do to people like me,

my head no, not even wanting to

denounce their sexuality, who they

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