Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 104

They had nodded their confirmation and then we had left.

Now, we’re forty–five minutes out of the city, heading away from the stables and towards the beach. I can already smell the salt on the air. I love the beach–I always have, despite my lily–white skin and my tendency to burn as red as a lobster. There’s just

something about the beach that just calls to me.

We pull up to the indicated spot and Daniel puts a hand on my

arm when I eagerly reach for the door, indicating that I should wait

a moment before getting out of the car. I pause, then, watching the guards climb out of the front seat and the car behind us,

sweeping the area in order to make sure that we’re secure.

When we get the nod from them, Daniel and I climb out and I look around, studying the scene.

Thad expected, really, to be taken to a beach house – my father, I’ve heard, owns several. But, instead, we’re at a private beach far away from any buildings. It’s just us and the sea, and it’s really very, very beautiful.

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There are plenty of people milling around some I recognize as family members whom I had met at the party. Others, though, are

completely foreign to me.

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One man in particular catches my eye. He’s young – perhaps my age, or just a little older than me. He has tanned skin and

hair, but what is really eye–catching about

black and white, matching his casual, sporty attire, and I can

from a distance – that each

and finely done.

I stare at him, he turns and looks directly at me. He doesn’t

instead looks almost…unsurprised. That I might

look,

beer to me.

me realize that I am just standing

at this guy.

of course, makes

to Daniel, then, trying to cover up my discomfort by

of him at my side. “Ready?” I

and sighs. “Into the lion’s den

forward onto

–

father says, coming forward. He’s dressed in swim

and a Hawaiian–print shirt,

just a little. This is a big, Italian man – I

Armani suit yet, so such an abrupt change is…well, it’s abrupt.

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forward and gives me a kiss,

a word about the uninvited guest. “Welcome,” he says,

Make yourself at home!”

hard drinks. I

coke.

Romulus runs up to us. “Hi Fay!” he says, waving to me, apparently genuinely