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.

is Kent’s latest vintage,” she says as I raise the glass to my lips. The

as I sip.

I peer at it in the glass, I suddenly

“Wait, has Kent been the

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The ones I wear everyday?”

He has my wardrobe

of months, so he definitely has

2/3

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

my disgust at the idea, 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 the time with my

sister.”

can consider

at her

she says, leaning forward. “How

and Daniel?”

can’t tell her the truth–I promised Daniel

talk to.

“Don’t be shy,” she says. “You can

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