Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 28

Gifts

Chapter 28 – Meeting the Family–1

Fiona gives me a tart little smack on the butt then, breaking my reverie and laughing as she hurries over to the jewelry box waiting on my vanity. I give her a weird look and cover my ass with my hands. “What is with people today,” I murmur.

She laughs again as she comes over to me, standing behind me so that she can hook the diamond solitaire around my neck on its slim silver chain.

“You got the ring?” she asks, smacking her gum.

“Oh, yeah,” I murmur, walking swiftly over to my bedside drawer and pulling it open. I reach towards the back, fishing it out and pushing it swiftly onto my left hand.

When I look at Fiona, she’s crossing her arms and shaking her head at me.

“A million–dollar diamond,” she says, “and you shove it in your bedside drawer?”

“Um,” I say, biting my lip in response. I hadn’t even thought about it. I look around, wondering where else I should have put

it

“Nevermind,” she says, laughing at me more.

“Fiona,” I say, taking in her vintage Juicy velour sweatsuit. “Won’t you please come? I’ll feel so much better with you there.”

comfortable here.”

I frown at her, knowing that something’s up. But, she knows more about this world than I do. If she doesn’t want to go, I’m not going to push her.

“Okay,” I say, sighing as I headed for the door.

“Wait wait!” she calls, unzipping a garment bag and revealing a gorgeous mink stole.

“Oh my god,” I say, walking back towards it. “It’s beautiful

“Yeah,” she says, admiring it. “Vintage. You lucky girl.”

wrap

to touch it. “Is it…like

are you,” she scolds, “some kind of tree hugger?”

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wrong,” I protest, staring at it. “I feel so bad, thinking about those

she says, taking my face in her hands, “It’s vintage. These minks died over sixty years ago. No

my eyes taking it in. It is

around me before I can say anything, tucking my hands into the little pockets at the bottom

in the closet for another sixty years. Take them out! Let the world admire them!”

stairs, brushing my face against the wrap, enjoying the feel of the soft fur against my cheek.

Kent at the bottom standing with his arms crossed, his

aware of the shortness of my skirt. I don’t break eye contact though. Instead, I bite my bottom lip hoping – ridiculously

–

swear I hear him growl as his brow

look stunning.” He gives me

him a little punch on his shoulder. “You look pretty cute

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Gifts

Meeting

charming, bashful smile, and I’m reminded again just how good–looking my fiancé is. Both of our

towards the door.

we head out of the house. On

whistle a little as we walk into the ballroom at the country club, impressed. This place has a grand, old–fashioned kind of charm, with freshly buffed fine oak floors, brass chandeliers, and sweeping views of the golf greens all along the southern wall.

eye contact with him, merely saying “whiskey, neat,” and surveying the guests. However, Daniel ist more polite, nodding and smiling as he takes two glasses from the tray, passing

get a few steps into the room

plump woman says, hurrying over and reaching out

him down.

Gifts

28 – Meeting the

I’d like to…visit the bathroom,” I say, “before I take

with me, putting a hand on my back

as he steps in front of us. “I’ll take her,” he says, shaking his head. “You’ve been kind of hovering all

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