Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 50

As I fall into the routines of the Lippert house I’m surprised to find that I’m quickly bored by them. Life at my home with David and Janeen was also boring- but they’re just normal people. A little of me, I think, expected everyday gang life to be more exciting.

It’s not that the house is empty, really. Every day starts with a flurry

of activity. Breakfast in the kitchen is a big affair, with everyone rushing through. Kent’s top guys – mostly older gentlemen – drink their tiny glasses of espresso at a table in the corner, bantering.

Lower–level guys, dressed in thousand–dollar sweatsuits, run briskly through, reporting and getting new orders.

Guards are all around – watching everything, but mostly wishing, I think, that they were important enough to be included with the others. If they work hard enough, though, they can level up.

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As the day passes, everyone spreads out to do their work. Daniel goes out a lot to school, mostly, wrapping up his spring

semester. I’ve been expressly forbidden to go out with him, to

school or anywhere else. Apparently, I’m still a kidnapping target.

Kent has told the Mafia world that I’m out there, but until he locks

part of his family I’m

was leaving. Seeing my sad face,

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like you’re a mafia widow already, stuck in this house. May as well dress yourself head to toe in black crepe and spend your day saying the rosary

be something to do,” I moaned, slumping

that there’s not a lot going on in this house at all times, it’s just that I’m…not at all a part

the captains,

to me. They smile

really talks to me, even if

Kent expressly

very

lot in common.

is, I think, a mafia boss’s dream girlfriend. She’s sweet, funny, and has enough bite in her wit to keep from being boring. She’s incredibly sexy, but she spends most of her

not here, she’s out getting her hair and her nails done. When she’s in the house, she’s doing aerobics, or facials and beauty treatments, or playing with makeup and clothes. Fional always

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a bit. I think she likes it, giving me a whole master’s course in makeup

thought about before

though I’d never say it to her. For instance, once, her Botox