Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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“Come on, baby Fay,” she says with a smile. “Let’s go have a

drink.”

I shrug, not hating the idea, and let Fiona help me out of the

wedding gown. After I change, I follow her through the kitchen

and out into a beautiful little garden I didn’t know was here.

“Oh wow,” I say, looking around. “It’s beautiful out here.”

It really is. There’s a full grill and wet bar pressed up against the

house. Next to it is a stone patio with a hand–carved wooden

table covered by a tall pergola that has grape vines curling all

around it. The whole area is surrounded by tall hedges, keeping

out prying eyes.

Fiona bends down to remove a bottle of wine from the fridge and pops it open, filling two delicate glasses that she takes down from the rack above the sink. I sit down at the table as she brings the

glasses over.

says as I raise the glass to my lips. The wine is dry, but I feel a little bit of bubble

as I sip.

As I peer at it in the glass, I suddenly realize

“Wait, has Kent been the one sending the clothes up

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room? The ones I wear everyday?”

He has

of months, so he definitely has

2/3

at the door, then, a little appalled to realize that Kent has made me his little Barbie doll, dressing me up so that I look just the way he

idea, a very little

sit with you one–on–one,” Fional says, interrupting my thoughts. “You know, have a little

I agree. I used to do this

sister.”

me a warm smile. You can consider me your sister

her and

says, leaning forward. “How are things

and Daniel?”

truth–I promised Daniel I wouldn’t- but, frankly, I’m

talk to.

“Don’t be shy,” she says.

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