Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 22 – Everyday Life in the Mafia–1

As I fall into the routines of the Lippert house I’m surprised to find that I’m quickly bored by them. Life at my home with David and Janeen was also boring – but they’re just normal people. A little of me, I think, expected everyday gang life to be more exciting.

It’s not that the house is empty, really. Every day starts with a flurry of activity. Breakfast in the kitchen is a big affair, with everyone rushing through. Kent’s top guys mostly older

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gentlemen – drink their tiny glasses of espresso at a table in the corner, bantering. Lower–level guys, dressed in thousand–dollar sweatsuits, run briskly through, reporting and getting new

orders.

Guards are all around – watching everything, but mostly wishing, I think, that they were important enough to be included with the others. If they work hard enough, though, they can level

1. up.

As the day passes, everyone spreads out to do their work. Daniel goes out a lot – to school, mostly, wrapping up his spring semester. I’ve been expressly forbidden to go out with him, to school or anywhere else. Apparently, I’m still a kidnapping target. Kent has told the Mafia world that I’m out there, but until he locks me down as part of his family I’m forbidden any freedom.

The first day Daniel left me behind, Fiona had come into the

he wrapped

soul.”

do,” I moaned, slumping my shoulders

lot going on in this house at all

the guards, the captains, the made guys – they’re all very nice and polite to me. They smile at me when they pass me in the hall. But no one really talks to

friend is Fiona, and she’s very sweet, but we don’t have

funny, and has enough bite in her wit to keep from being boring. She’s incredibly sexy, but she spends most of her day building

the house, she’s doing aerobics, or facials and beauty treatments, or playing with makeup and clothes. Fiona always looks stunning and keeps up

a whole master’s course in makeup and hair care that I never, ever would have even thought about before she came

ridiculous to me, though I’d never say it to her. For instance,

I had touched my fingers gently to my skin in those places. “Seriously? Do I need it?”

me that I didn’t.

she leaned back in her chair and let the doctor do his work. “If you start when

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– Everyday Life in the

the treatment. What, really, was the problem of looking fifty when you’re fifty? After all, Kent was forty and

moved my thoughts on to something else.

super–feminine lifestyle, I think, because I already had a sister who delved into all of that sort of stuff. Sure, strippers are all about being sexy while being a mafia side piece