Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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Chapter 31

And yet here I was, in the place she’d so desperately left. Why did I let myself get so wrapped up in this world? I cower away from my

father.

“Enough,” Kent’s voice rings out behind me, cool and calm.

Alden turns angry eyes to him but Kent holds his ground.

“I’m pleased to announce,” Kent says, his teeth gritted, making clear that his pleasure is only a formality. He nods pointedly at the ring on my hand, “that our agreement, years ago, to unite our families through marriage is holding strong. Your daughter is engaged to my son. I anticipate that the wedding will be swift, in the next few months, if it can be arranged.”

My father’s growl is low in his throat. “This is a trick,” he says. “How can they be engaged, when you just found her yesterday?”

Daniel is quick to answer. “We met before, by some miracle,” he says, giving Alden a small but earnest smile. “We were already dating, actually.”

No mention, conveniently, of the fact that we broke up.

I look between Daniel and his father, and then over at mine, and suddenly realize that Daniel is in on this. He and his father

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carefully planned this meeting, this conversation. In one swoop,

they gave Alden back his daughter and claimed me as their own.

Alden

remaining piece of

It doesn’t matter what

I want to marry

game, moving me around like the pawn that I

protest,

says, looking between the three of us,

no real leverage in this game. “This is the best arrangement.

me and I see his face soften again.

is a man of many moods

this the occasion of your engagement.” He gives me a formal little bow and raises my left

give him a small smile. Then, I surprise myself by speaking, despite my wariness around him. “I – I’d like to know more about my mother,” I say in

his eyebrows, surprised. When he

continue.

dad – he didn’t talk about her a lot. I think talking about her past made her sad. But, if you wouldn’t mind, I’d…like to

twist my fingers

his hands in his pockets. “And I’d like to

Fay. You are my daughter, my blood. It’s only

together, get to know each

here for a moment, “though I understand your

priority now, as a

politics. But Alden continues before I can figure

rocking back on his heels and considering me, a little fondness on his face. “Get

other. And, though it may take me some time,” he rubs his hand across his

can of

woman.”

a small smile and