Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 133

I’m almost breathless when he brings his face back to where it

was before, our noses almost touching.

“And trust me, you are funny,” he says, surprising me by not

kissing my mouth and instead pressing his lips to my other cheek

instead.

I can’t help but smile back at him, as he looks at me levelly again.

“And yeah,” he whispers, smirking, “you’re kind of a dork.”

I laugh uproariously at that, tossing my head back and shaking

with the laughter that pulses through me. When I look back at him

again, I can see him laughing just as hard, right along with me.

I almost can’t believe it, how much fun I’m having with Kent’s

worst enemy.

has bad taste in

back together, Ivan reaching for the

and handing me mine. I sip from it, staring at him, at his handsome face and the sexy pinup tattoo that

neck.

I’m a dork,” I say teasingly, taking my sip from my

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you wouldn’t like a girl who’s a dork,”

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to bait him into coming closer. “And I

I say, pausing and not bothering to stop the

“I

Fay?” he asks, leaning forward again to bring his face

mine. “Did you just figure that out now? The Ferrari

the road

my smile dropping a

thought you were just trying to date me for…for who I am. For the connections you would

doesn’t flinch at that. Just holds my eye contact, his face steady. “Honestly, Fay?” he says, his voice as

his eyes drifting

me want to do this more and

hand to the back of my neck, tangling his fingers in my hair, pulling me

my stomach turning over with anticipation, and

eyes.