Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 72

1/4

When we finally reach the black sedan, Kent and Daniel climb into the back seat on either side of me, sandwiching me in the middle. Pressed between them, I fold my hands between my knees and try my best to breathe evenly.

“Go,” Kent says firmly to Carlos, who obediently peels out. Kent continues to look out the window, surveying the landscape for any

more threats which he didn’t catch the first time..

Daniel, instead, turns to me. He takes my face in my hands.

and carefully looks me over. When he ascertains that I’m not scratched or bruised, he moves on to the rest of my body, putting a hand on my knee and taking me in.

“How are you, Fay?” he asks quietly. “Are you hurt?”

“I’m f–f–fine,” I say, shivering a little. I don’t know whether it’s

shock still, or perhaps the cold-

Suddenly, I remember my beautiful mink stole – still in the coat

check at the country club. I turn backwards to look out the rear

window with a little “oh,” regretting the loss of it.

“What,” Kent says, worried, following my gaze. I instantly feel

guilty – here he is, looking for assassins wielding guns or blades

and here I am, sorry to have lost my coat.

2/4

Chapter 72

“N–nothing,” I say, looking up at him. I notice that he’s still clutching his arm and that blood is still seeping from behind his

hand.

I lean across him to look at it. “Are y–you all right?”

pulling away from

graze – nothing the guys at home can’t patch

eyes wide, finally putting the pieces together–god, what the hell took

you were shot!?”

me, then, frustrated and like he

of course he

after all that we’ve been

into the leather of the seat, my

pressing my teeth together so that they won’t

clatter.

god, Fay,” Daniel says, pulling

looks towards his father, who

should I do for

“She’ll get through it. Just keep

arms around me as the tears start to leak

Chapter 72

374

a silent torrent. All of a sudden, I’m so fed

this life–how people think it’s just normal to have a first shootout, as if there

used to

with families–people who were coming after me, maybe, trying to take

and Daniel

hate everything

me, tries to shush me and

softly.

between my

this life, I hate everything it represents-“I turn to Daniel then, hurt and damage all over my face. “I wish I’d never

I don’t mean all of it, not really–1

I did, I’d tell his

me all up in this for not letting me go,

here, trapped in this life, when all I want

do is leave.

softly, and I can tell by the

that he

Chapter 72

3/4