Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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I could kill him, I think, my teeth clenched, my lips pressed to a thin line. Absolutely murder him. My eyes flick to the kitchen door as I storm towards the garage. For a second I think about all the sharp knives in that kitchen that would help me do the job, but then I push the thought out of my mind. Kent deserves a far worse death than that. Something medieval. Boiled alive in a vat of tar, or

I slam into someone’s chest as I push through the door to the garage, someone trying to come into the house just as I’m leaving it. I give a little shriek, pulled from my murderous thoughts and whipping my head up to see –

My frown deepens when I see who is standing before me.

Jerome.

“Fay!” he gasps, reaching out his hands to steady me after almost knocking me over. “Are you okay? What are you –”

“You’re an asshole too!” I shout, pushing his hands off my shoulders and impulsively shoving him in the chest. He stumbles a few steps back, his face shocked.

“Wha- what?” he asks, his brows drawn together. “What did I –”

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snap, advancing on him and pointing an accusing finger in his face. “You pretended to like me – you flirted with me, and this whole

hisses, looking around wildly and lunging forward to

I almost betrayed Daniel for the second time today. Jerome is right – in this house, you never know who is listening. Still, it doesn’t make

his hand

asks,

eyes, which I slam shut. I have to get out of here – I have to leave this horrible place, where

to- to

gentle after a moment of hesitation and I open my eyes to look at him. Concern is written all over his face. “I’m so sorry, Fay

my face then, and I feel all of

out of me. “Please, Jerome,” I

I need to

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then he nods. “All right, Fay,” he agrees, perhaps feeling bad for wrapping me up in his lies.

to clear my tears. Jerome nods and goes over to the metal case where the keys to all the cars are kept, unlocking it and handing met a set. “The purple one, in the corner,”