Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 134

“Fay,” the one at the front says. It’s a guy I’ve seen a hundred times in Kent’s kitchen having breakfast, but I don’t know his name yet. “It’s time to go home now.”

I don’t say anything, just quickly shoot back my shot, flinching

and wiping my mouth with my arm.

Ivan smirks at Kent’s guys, placing his still–full drink back onto the bar. “Nice afternoon we’re having, isn’t it?” he says, cheeky.

The men ignore him, their eyes fixed on me.

I grimace and turn to Ivan. “I’d better go,” I say, sad to see it end.

“I get it,” Ivan says, hopping up from his seat and putting a hand out to help me down, which I accept. “If he’d sent one, I could

take ‘em,” he says, “but six?”

I laugh a little, nodding in agreement, my eyes fixed on his face as I hop down from my stool.

“A pleasure, Fay,” he says, surprising me then by raising my hand, still in his, to his mouth and pressing a kiss to my knuckles, his

eyes on mine the entire time.

“Thank you,” I say, fascinated by him, my words hardly more than

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“Fay,” the one at the front says. It’s a guy I’ve seen a hundred times in Kent’s kitchen having breakfast, but I don’t know his

name yet. “It’s time to go home now.”

back my shot, flinching and wiping my

Kent’s guys, placing his still–full drink back onto the bar. “Nice afternoon we’re

him, their eyes fixed on me.

grimace and turn to Ivan. “I’d better go,” I say, sad

it,” Ivan says, hopping up from his seat and putting a

I accept. “If he’d sent

‘em,” he says,

nodding in agreement, my eyes

down from my stool.

Fay,” he says, surprising me

pressing a kiss to my knuckles, his eyes

I say, fascinated by him, my words

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whisper. “It was…I’ll never

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even as Kent’s guy gently takes my arm and guides me out of the

face is the last thing I see before the door closes and I turn towards the street, blinking

to a black SUV idling in the road next to

looking out the window at the bar as

drive away.

lost in my thoughts as I am.

as we drive through it. When we

though, I do notice when the driver turns to

house, instead of to the garages around the side and

mouth to ask about the

guy next to

getting out.

as soon as he moves so that

know