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.

dropping the remote, I scurry out of the room, praying with all my might that Kent does not go back in to see

the VCR.

behind me as I head for the steps.

“Don’t come down

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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 nose

stop dead in my tracks, panicked, and pat all over my body looking for it. Then, slowly,

phone must have fallen out in

room.

to go back. If my dad or Janeen ever called I didn’t have it – I’d

to the little door

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

creek. Nothing. Then, silently, I hurry

stairs and through the

my phone, which is sitting on the leather

it back in its black casing, which

good. Now no

as a mouse, shut the

creep back along the hallway when I hear something