Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 44

My heart pounding, I press the stop button on the remote as fast

as I can and return my wide eyes to Kent, who is still looking at

1. me.

Please, please, please. By all that is holy, let him not have seen me

watching his sex tape.

“What are you doing in here,” he asks, angry.

“Um,” I say, terrified, hoping he doesn’t pick up on the tremor

in my voice. “Fiona brought me here? Said I could look through

some…” my eyes dart around the room for an answer that is not porn. “Some family photo albums? And home videos?”

He narrows his eyes at me, his eyes flicking to the pile of vintage Playboys on the floor. “She shouldn’t have brought you down here,” he says, moving aside so that I can leave the room. I quickly get to my feet, flicking the power button on the remote so that the TV goes blank.

of the room, praying with all my might that Kent does not

the VCR.

as I head

he says. “Don’t come down

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my room so I can bury my nose into a very different kind of book, my hand sliding to the back pocket of my jeans

and pat all over my body looking for it. Then, slowly, I turn back

have fallen out in the weird

room.

If my dad or Janeen ever called I

I walk back to the little

listen. I don’t hear a sound. Tentatively, I put a

the step, waiting for a creek. Nothing. Then,

and through the hallway.

back into the little room and grab my phone, which is

of the VCR and put it back in its black casing, which

Now

and, quiet as a

along the hallway