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.

the one thing Alden

piece of his lost

It doesn’t matter what I want

or not I want to marry Daniel. Because Daniel, too, is a

this game, moving me around like the pawn

my mouth to protest, but

he says, looking between the three

that he has no real leverage in this game. “This is the

his attention back to me and I see his

a man of

formal little bow and raises my left hand to his face, kissing

give him a small smile. Then, I surprise myself by speaking, despite my wariness

When

continue.

talking about her past made her sad. But, if you wouldn’t mind,

twist my fingers together,

slowly, putting his hands in his

my daughter, my

together, get to know

Daniel here for a

now, as a husband should

politics. But Alden continues before I can figure

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

though it may take me some time,” he rubs his hand across his chin,

I can of your mother. She was…a

woman.”

a small smile and his eyes go sentimental,