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

but what is really eye–catching about him is

black and white, matching his casual,

– that each

and finely done.

he turns and looks

but instead looks almost…unsurprised. That I might

him. As I continue to look, he

beer to me.

realize that

this

course, makes

to cover up

at my side.

lion’s den we

forward onto the

–

forward. He’s dressed

shirt, which surprises

a big, Italian

so such an abrupt change is…well, it’s

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forward and gives me a kiss, shaking Daniel’s hand

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

drink! Make yourself

a tray of soft and hard drinks. I select a can of spiked lemonade while Daniel takes

coke.

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