Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 128

I let him go, but step to the edge of the banister to watch him as

he heads back downstairs. I see that his hands are clenched into

fists, his knuckles white. The only thing belying the tension behind

that strange question he just asks.

And frankly, I would consider it.

Did I want to marry Daniel?

What were the alternatives? Were any of them anything I could

actually accept?

“Are you ready?” Daniel asks, coming out of his room in a chic suit, looking so much like his dad at that moment that I just stare

at him. He blinks at me, confused.

And I realize that there is absolutely no heat between us, between

Daniel and I.

and Kent…

a forest fire,

was I supposed

next morning I get up very early, stretching my

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as I consider my plans for the day. The stables, for sure, but…well, I hope that if I can catch Kent early, maybe he’ll let me go visit my sister and my dad this afternoon. I haven’t seen my dad in so long, and my visit with Janeen just made

much.

of bed swiftly, then, eager to get started.

with Daniel had been really nice and well, Kent

–

really had drawn the eye. Not that Daniel really noticed. Instead, the experience just solidified for me just how much of our marriage will be a cozy friendship instead

something else.

Kent’s words last night. Is marriage to Daniel really my best choice in this world? Did I really want to trade my hand in marriage – my own trump card, apparently – for

other ways to demonstrate my loyalty to the Lippert family – and keep the benefits of my life here

them?

mind surprises me, then, by turning to

that he was throwing his hat into the ring. And, well. He noticed me in ways that Daniel certainly does not. I have to admit, too, that I’m definitely drawn