Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 64

“But tonight,” Kent says, not noticing the face I’m making, “he wants all of his people, and all of my people, in a room together. And not on either of our turf – in an outside location.”

I glance at the invitation again and see, indeed, that he’s invited us all to meet at a local country club.

Kent continues to shake his head and Daniel joins him. “I just don’t like it,” Kent says pensively.

Daniel nods but I look between them again. “Wait,” I say, “catch .me up. What’s so bad about that?”

Kent says nothing, staring at me–challenging me, I think, to figure it out myself. But Daniel shakes his head and explains. “Fay,” he says, “when big families get together like this, sometimes other gangs see it as an…opportunity. Two birds with one stone, as it

were.”

“Or,” Kent says, picking up the thread. “Because Alden has greater numbers than us, he could see it as an…opportunity. To pressure us into deals we’re not happy making. It’s….

non–preferred.”

“Oh,” I say, raising my eyebrows. “Maybe we should…not go.”

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Kent shakes his head again. “No, he’s got us cornered there. He’s

already sent out the invitations to all of his people, all of mine. It’s

short notice, but…if I keep you from it, it will look like I’m keeping

you from your family.”

and I

hesitating, “I could just go…alone…”

freezes then, looking at me with humor and

bursts out

chance in hell, Fay,” he says, walking by me

ready!” he calls. “We’re leaving at 4:30, sharp! I want you

at him as

he…” I say,

voice low and

my eyes as wide as

smack my ass?”

later, Fiona is putting the finishing touches on

pins the last piece

of hair having

sprayed.

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hairdo is a triumph, of course. It’s so elaborately curled and swept up delicately off my shoulders that

she says, leaning down so that I can see both of our faces in the mirror. She laughs, then, giving me a kiss on the cheek and then whipping her lipstick off my skin

the low light of my room. It skims off my shoulders and cuts high on

this isn’t a little…risqué?” I ask, considering myself in the mirror. “For like, a meeting the

a pretty

like those you’re meeting

like a little girl, they’ll eat

the mirror and I’m

the Mafia princess, tonight I am dressed as

Fatale. The woman who can wreck it all if she