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

the…butt?

table first,” Fay says, taking

being so blasé about it. Almost as if she didn’t mind

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when he had stormed up from the basement, it certainly seemed as if Fay had come

“It sounds like the sort of thing he does pretty often,” he says, letting

has the chain in the middle of the floor. He uses it to…initiate people. Into the trust

that Kent’s previous

she doesn’t say that to Daniel. Instead,

mean I’m like…made now? A made

shaken by it. He makes you take all kinds of oaths, lets you see the sort of stuff he’ll…do to you. If

head to

I was

didn’t go

his head

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you know what it’s like?”

A few times. Made me…participate, a little bit. So I’d know what to do