Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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He gives me a charming, bashful smile, and I’m reminded again just how good–looking my fiancé is. Both of our faces turn to Kent, though, as he snorts at us, shaking his head.

“Come on,” he says, nodding towards the door. “The cars are

waiting.”

With that, we head out of the house. On our way to meet my

entire family.

I whistle a little as we walk into the ballroom at the country. club, impressed. This place has a grand, old–fashioned kind of charm, with freshly buffed fine oak floors, brass chandeliers, and sweeping views of the golf greens all along the southern wall.

As soon as we enter, a waiter comes up to offer us champagne. Kent doesn’t make eye contact with him, merely saying “whiskey,

neat,” and surveying the guests. However, Daniel is more polite, nodding and smiling as he takes two glasses from the tray, passing one to me.

We only get a few steps into the room before we are bombarded

with attention.

“Is this her?” A plump woman says, hurrying over and reaching

out a hand to take mine. “Is this our darling lost Fay?”

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say, smiling at her, pleased at the warm reception

a little overwhelmed.

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stepping forward, not letting the woman

“This is Fay. We’re so pleased

pauses, giving him a warm smile. “Well of course, we’re always glad

between us.

tells me, accepting the glass of whiskey

looking to me, apparently allowing me to

conversation.

my mouth, wondering what

me. “We remember you from when you were

gushing, waving several people over from

nearby table.

known me. Of course

as a child. I just had really never thought

before.

that night – the large Italian family I never knew that I had. Everyone wants to say hello, pressing my hand, telling memories

1. me.

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