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.

room, praying with all my might that Kent does not go back in to

the VCR.

as I head for the steps.

“Don’t

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of relief. I head back towards the main part of the house, looking forward to going to my room so I can bury my

hand slides over smooth denim. I stop dead in my tracks, panicked, and pat all over my body looking for it. Then, slowly, I turn back towards the little door. I definitely felt it in my back pocket when we left the patio…

must have fallen

room.

or Janeen ever called I

to the little door

hear a sound. Tentatively,

step, waiting for a creek.

stairs and through

grab my phone, which is sitting

VCR and put it back in its black casing,

There, good. Now no one will ever

quiet as a mouse, shut the door behind

along the hallway