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

as I sip.

peer at it in the glass, I suddenly realize

been the one sending the clothes

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my room? The ones I wear

“Probably. He has my wardrobe restocked

months, so he definitely

2/3

me his little Barbie doll, dressing me up so

disgust at the idea, a very little

one–on–one,” Fional

at her. “Yes, I agree. I used

sister.”

a warm smile. You can consider

smile at her

leaning forward. “How are things going with you.

and Daniel?”

lips together. I definitely can’t tell her the truth–I promised Daniel I

talk to.

she says. “You can trust me.”

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