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.

me all to himself. Great.

to go into

going to be

the front of the

to open my door. I step

else. The stables, preferably,

front steps to the house and formally ring the bell. I twist my mouth at

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I be able to walk right in?

2/3

opens it for us, giving us a

wide in welcome.

stop dead in my tracks.

into me.

– Jerome, I think. One of the friendlier

Kent’s

I murmur in response,

I’m

into a dream. I’ve been here before, I suddenly realize. I know things about this space – what’s around some of the corners, what things will feel like, what it smells like. Even the rugs are familiar – a soft burnt orange, thick

that leads into the dining. room – yes, I know that, and if

with blue and white china.