Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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A few minutes later, Fay and Daniel are curled up on her bed, sharing a bottle of white wine and a box of donuts that Daniel

swiped from the kitchen. The rest of the room is still a complete

wreck – furniture overturned, clothes and books thrown.

everywhere – but the bed they were able to set to rights pretty

easily.

Fay ignores the mess as she bites into her second powder donut,

overlooking the dusting of sugar that falls all over her shirt and

comforter while she chases her food with a sip of wine.

“So,” Daniel says, holding his still–full glass of wine uncomfortably

in his hands, “you’re seriously okay?”

“Yeah,” Fay says, shrugging one shoulder at him. “Seriously, I mean, it was scary. But it didn’t hurt.”

and yelled at you?

on the…butt?

chained me to the table first,” Fay says, taking another bite. “To interrogate

blasé

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up from the basement, it certainly seemed as if Fay had come out of the situation with the

glass. “It sounds like the sort of

middle of the floor. He uses it to…initiate people. Into

him, seriously doubting that Kent’s previous interrogations

say that to Daniel. Instead,

A made man?

“If you were made you’d be way more shaken by it. He makes you take all kinds of oaths, lets you see the sort of stuff he’ll…do to you. If you go against the family.” He grimaces a

Fay says, cocking her head to the side curiously. “Are you

made since I was born,” Daniel

didn’t go through

his

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know what it’s like?”

before answering. “He made me…watch. A few times. Made me…participate, a little bit. So I’d know what