Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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I hear the sound of gunshots ringing out behind us, of footsteps-

At some point, something tugs on the back of my dress but then

it’s gone –

When we reach the treeline I look back, just a moment, and see that there’s a body behind me what tried to grab me –

Kent is about halfway behind us, running too, squeezing off live fire as he goes at dark forms chasing him from the club –

Suddenly, though, he stumbles, grabbing his arm-

“Daniel!” I shout, slowing, trying to turn back-

“Come on, Fay!” Daniel yells, gripping my hand harder and yanking me forward.

“But your dad –”

“He told us to go! Don’t turn back!”

I hesitate, but the decision is made for me as Daniel’s hand pulls me forward, locked around mine. I follow him, my breath coming fast and sharp in my chest, an ache rising in my muscles as I push,

push.

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As we go, it gets quieter. We run through a small set of woods, across the soft green grass of some golfing greens – even through

and over a tiny creek that stands in our way as we head towards another set of trees – this one larger, a copse of pine.

I fall to my

the spikes of old dry needles that press into my palms. and legs. “Please, Daniel-” I say,

says, crouching down next to me, looking around warily. “I think…I think we may be okay for now we

them –”

on getting air back into my lungs, the sweet feel of it bringing clarity to my thoughts,

emotions.

my face. He’s much calmer than me, both physically and mentally. “How are you so

a hand on my shoulder. “It doesn’t get…better. But you

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then, realizing that Daniel means that this won’t be the last time this

my mouth to ask more when a dark figure comes into sight. Both Daniel

forward and stretching out a hand.

Daniel says, rushing over to him. “Are you all

bends down to look at it but Kent flinches away. “Seriously, it’s not deep,” he murmurs. “The phone is in

meet

his father’s pocket and following his instructions. As he does, Kent turns

head no, but then realize that I’m

me closely. “Um,” I say, trying and

I look down

and going down on one knee so that we’re face to

“I need you to take a deep breath, Fay,” he says.

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arguments. Just look at

do. I lock eyes with him, taking in his serious face, his steely control. The gun still clenched in

damnit, I start to

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speaking softly. “One,” he says, taking a deep breath in. I do the same, pulling