Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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Chapter 24 – Getting to Know my Mafia Dad–1

I’m alone in the back seat of the black sedan that takes me to dinner at my father’s house.

I look up at the grey stone mansion and grimace, not looking forward to this. I know that there should probably be some curiosity in me, some desire to know more about my family and my heritage. But honestly? Lorenzo Alden doesn’t feel anything like my father. That, to me, will always be David.

Kent sent two guards with me and instructed them to stay by me at all times. For protection, presumably, but also – I think – to be Kent’s eyes and ears at the meeting. Alden is his ally, but I think even the term “ally” in this underworld has some tenuous distrust built into it.

I had begged David to come with me but Kent denied that too. Alden, apparently, wanted me all to himself. Great. I was already awkward enough, now I have to go into this alone? It was definitely going to be a disaster.

The guards get out of the front of the car after they park and come around to open my door. I step out and sigh, wishing I was anywhere else. The stables, preferably, getting to know Heathcliff.

The three of us troupe up the front steps to the house and formally ring the bell. I twist my mouth at the irony here. If he’s

dad – if this is my house – shouldn’t I be able to walk right

my

As we step in, I stop dead in my tracks. The guards almost bump

into me.

“Are you okay?” one asks – Jerome, I think. One of the friendlier guards in Kent’s employ.

“Yes,” I murmur in response, staring around the room.

in reality? I’m totally not okay.

suddenly realize. I know things about this space – what’s around some of the corners, what things will feel like, what it smells

it I’ll find…

hutch, filled with blue and

god,” I murmur, looking around as I slowly walk through the dining

“Dinner isn’t ready yet, miss,” she says. “If you’ll come with me to the sitting room…”

the room and push open the door to the kitchen. The avocado green fridge and stove are exactly

them.

No

me, “Familiar, is

Getting to

my

“We couldn’t keep you out of here,” he says, “your mother, the maids, or me. You always wanted to come

live with David – it was certainly old

living room. “Come,” he says. “I want to introduce you to

small child. As I consider it, I realize that they are not unhappy memories – I have no feelings of fear or

I suppose, is a

guards following closely behind. When we enter, I’m surprised to see a woman sitting there with a boy at her side and a baby in

hand to me. “I’d like to introduce

my

petite, with dark hair and large hazel eyes. Her full pink lips are

my son Romulus and my daughter Estrella. Your…ah. Your half siblings, I suppose.” He runs

with excited eyes. He’s the picture of his mother, really – dark hair, delicate pale skin, pretty hazel eyes. The baby is also very sweet, smiling up at me in her white bonnet. As

suggest that he’s part of their group as well. I look down at myself, dressed in sapphire blue. Perhaps she’s sending me a

She looks me up and down with distaste. I sigh, seeing that this isn’t going

a smile as I lower myself awkwardly into a chair by the coffee table. We’re silent as a maid brings in a silver tray with a tea

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