Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 130

Jerome drives casually down the country roads close to the stables, singing along with the old country music from the 50s and 60s that’s playing on the radio. I smile, watching and listening to him. Who knew that a guy trying to work his way up in a mafia family could sing so well.

And knew so much Patsy Cline.

I shrug, looking out the window, enjoying the view when suddenly

Jerome slams on the breaks.

“Shit,” he mutters as our car skids to a stop, beginning to fishtail a

little.

I gasp, grabbing on to the handle above my head and the center console to hold myself steady. My vision, of course, snaps directly

to the road, anxious to see what the hell is in our way.

My eyes go wide with shock when I see it.

A bright red Ferrari, situated sideways in the middle of the road, blocking any traffic that might come by on either side.

And leaning against it, his arms crossed casually in front of him, is a young man in a fashionable designer sweatsuit. With tattoos all the way up his neck.

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box, popping it open and pulling

my god, a

my eyes following it with shock. “Has that been there the whole

off the gun and expertly ensuring that the clip is full

against the car, smirking at Jerome in the front seat. Then, his eyes slide to mine, and he cocks

A question.

the loaded gun in his hand, and make

stop me, I pull the handle on my

before he can get a

down so that Jerome can hear me and see my face. “But you’re definitely going to get

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to get kidnapped Fay!” Jerome

his face, hoping

I start to walk towards Ivan, who gives me a

kidnap me. If he wanted

show. No, this

impress me.

I say, coming within about

sliding

of blocking the road.”

Ivan asks, glancing over his shoulder, feigning

gives me his most charming smile. “My