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.

lips. The wine is dry, but I feel a little bit of bubble against my lips.

as I sip.

I peer at it in the glass,

the one sending the clothes up

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The ones I

shrugs. “Probably. He has my

he definitely has the

2/3

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

at the idea, a very little bit of me…likes it.

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

her. “Yes, I agree. I used to do this all

sister.”

warm smile. You can consider me your

smile at her and

says, leaning forward. “How are things

and Daniel?”

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

talk to.

she says. “You can trust

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