Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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Damn it, but I don’t want to. A huge part of my knows that it would be the smart thing to do, but the other part of me…

I look my sister in the eye. “You’re right,” I say, a little grim. “I don’t know what it is about this world, Janeen. But I’m not ready to leave it yet.”

She shrugs. “I get it. I’m a stripper. Everything logical tells me that this is not a career path that’s viable forever, that’s not going to get

me a white picket fence and the American dream. But honestly, that’s not what I want anyway. Baby, you have to figure out what

you want.”

I bite my lip, looking up at my sister through my lashes, a little

ashamed of myself as I finally admit to myself what I want. What

I’ve wanted for weeks now.

Janeen steadily holds my gaze. “You want him.”

Slowly, I nod.

sadness and worry. “It’s

says, reaching a hand across the table

“But I get it.” She wrinkles her nose at me. “He’s really hot.”

out laughing at this, squeezing my sister’s hand

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other to my face, covering my eyes. “Oh my god, Janeen,” I laugh. “You have to

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on Fay, at least he looks like someone who is going to

I gasp, ripping my hand from

in her chair. “What do you think you two are

sigh, ignoring her and sitting back in my chair,

table.

Fay,” she says, gentle again. “I mean,

like you were going to fuck

it?” I sigh, slumping

you,” I shake my head. “I have no idea how to play this, how to make this world give me what I want. I’m afraid- I’m afraid it’s going to

my eyes with my hand again,

replies, and I can hear the smirk in her

me like you made

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