Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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Janeen seats me at the kitchen table while she fixes us both another drink. When she slides into the seat across from me, face is gentler and more considerate than it was before. I sigh, grateful for it – Janeen has always teased me, and I don’t really care about that, but this is the big sister I came to see. The one who I know has my back through anything.

“Fay,” she starts gently. “Does this contract make you feel like a

whore?”

“Um,” I hesitate, awkward, but really considering her question. “I guess…that was my knee jerk reaction? That he was asking me to be his whore, to pay me for sex?”

“And would that be a…bad thing?” she asks carefully, her hands wrapped around her drink. “To be paid for sex?”

I blush as I look away from my sister, realizing that I might have done something very wrong here. I mean, my sister doesn’t get paid to have sex with people – at least, I don’t think she does – but she’s certainly in an industry that has no shame about taking men’s money in exchange for turning them on.

“It’s okay, Fay,” Janeen encourages me softly. “You can tell me

what you think, you won’t hurt my feelings.”

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reply, turning back to her. “I guess–no, I don’t think it’s a bad thing. I don’t have any problem with sex work, as long as women are respected when they do it and aren’t exploited. I’m just not sure that it’s something I’ve ever imagined myself doing.” I look down at my drink, feeling a little ashamed and not quite

knowing why.

begin,” Janeen declares, her voice soft, “I don’t think that this is sex work. I don’t think Kent is asking you to be a hooker. That’s a much more defined arrangement – sex exclusively in exchange for money. This contract,” she says, pointing at it,

up and look

it closely, but…

says quietly. “What he

here is discretion. It sounds like he wants to be involved with you, romantically and sexually, but he wants to control the terms and he’d like you not to blab to the press or his enemies about it. And in exchange for your discretion, he’d like to give you, well,” she laughs a little here, running a hand through her hair as she stares at the number on the page, “a ridiculous amount of money. Like seriously, Fay, if you turn this down ask him if he’s interested in me because I

frowning at her and

away.

and lifting

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You don’t like me putting his name in my

mouth.”

I murmur, glaring at her, and she laughs, taking a swig and returning her glass to the

take a sip of my own drink,