Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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I bite my lip eagerly. “We could keep it simple, start small. Figure out how to get our passports, or get convincing passports made. Then, the next thing we need is cash. I have nothing,” I say, but then my eyes catch on the million–dollar diamond I’m wearing on my hand. “Or, well, I have some of this jewelry his dad gave me.”

He frowns at the ring on my finger, remembering–of course – that it was his mother’s. I quickly put my hand over it.

“Not this one,” I say gently. “This one, we keep. But there are

sapphires, other jewels. Just like… sitting in my room.”

He pauses for a moment, looking at me seriously, and then he

whispers his answer.

“Okay, Fay,” he says, very, very quietly. “I’m not saying let’s go. I’m just saying… let’s look and see. We’ll look into how hard it is to get the documents. Then, once we know more… we’ll talk again.”

I can’t help but give a little squeal of joy, and he smiles at my

excitement.

“Okay!” I exclaim. “Um, I don’t even have a passport though–do

you think we can get one?”

He considers it for a moment, opening his mouth to answer, when

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suddenly the door to the patio flies open, banging hard against

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the house. I gasp, turning sharply to look at Kent, standing

frozen in our seats. This is bad.

hell,” Kent says, striding forward and putting

between us. “Is

recognize it.

Shit. Shit.

given me for Alden, that cryptic poem inside. It’s been opened – clearly, Kent

of the

with fear, I raise my eyes from Kent’s

him back into the

the house as well. “Stop! What’s

turning to look firmly at his son. “You stay here.”

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tracks, seeing the look on his father’s

tries once

her go- don’t do this –”

stay here. If you kept your

“then I wouldn’t have to

storms forward, dragging me behind him

small white door in

when I see where

finding my voice, throwing my

heels into the tiled floor. “Please, no!”

to move forward, tugging

my balance and

through the door – heading down

little dim