Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 55

I’m alone in the back seat of the black sedan that takes me to

dinner at my father’s house.

I look up at the grey stone mansion and grimace, not looking

forward to this. I know that there should probably be some

curiosity in me, some desire to know more about my family and

my heritage. But honestly? Lorenzo Alden doesn’t feel anything

like my father. That, to me, will always be David.

Kent sent two guards with me and instructed them to stay by me

at all times. For protection, presumably, but also I think–to be Kent’s eyes and ears at the meeting. Alden is his ally, but I think

even the term “ally” in this underworld has some tenuous distrust

built into it.

I had begged David to come with me but Kent denied that too.

to himself. Great. I was already

now I have to go into

to be a

front of the car after they

door. I step out

preferably,

and formally ring the bell. I twist my mouth at the irony here. If he’s my dad

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is my house – shouldn’t I be able to walk right in?

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for us, giving us a kind smile,

in welcome.

in my tracks.

into me.

asks – Jerome, I

Kent’s

murmur in response, staring around the

I’m totally not okay.

this space – what’s around some of the corners, what things will feel like, what it smells like. Even the rugs are

feet. The arch that leads into the dining. room –

hutch, filled with blue and white