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.

with all my might

the VCR.

door behind me as I head for the steps.

“Don’t

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to obey, I hurry out into the kitchen, heaving a sigh of relief. I head back towards the main part of the house, looking forward to going to my room so I can bury my

over my body looking for it. Then, slowly, I turn back towards the little door. I definitely felt

have fallen

room.

my dad or Janeen ever called I didn’t have it –

little door in the kitchen, pulling it

a crack to listen. I don’t hear a sound.

the step, waiting for a creek. Nothing. Then, silently, I hurry

the stairs and through the hallway.

little room and grab my phone, which is sitting on the leather chair. Then, for good measure,

the VCR and put it back in

good. Now

and, quiet as a mouse, shut the door behind me.

along the hallway when I hear something