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 wants more than

piece of his lost love.

doesn’t

to marry

around like the pawn that I

mouth to protest, but

says, looking between the

“This is the best arrangement. A uniting of the

and I see

he is a man of

on this the occasion of your engagement.” He gives me a formal little bow and raises my left hand to his face,

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

When he says nothing, I

continue.

think talking about her past

twist my fingers together,

slowly, putting his hands in his pockets.

are my daughter, my blood. It’s only right

some time together, get to know each other,” he

here for a

as a husband should be.”

politics. But Alden

his heels and considering

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

to tell you what I can of your mother. She was…a

woman.”

smile and his eyes