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.

me and

forest fire, if we

hell was I supposed to

morning I get up very early, stretching my

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early, maybe he’ll let me go visit my

much.

swiftly, then, eager to

had been really nice and well,

–

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 of.

something else.

I consider 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

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

them?

surprises me, then, by turning to

his hat into the ring. And, well. He noticed me in ways that Daniel certainly does