Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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I only saw Jerome as I left the house. He was at the foot of the stairs as I tottered down them in the six–inch heels Kent sent me to pair with my outfit. Jerome had opened his mouth to say something, but I gave him a withering glare as I made my way slowly down the stairs and he just shrugged, holding out a hand

to help me balance.

I didn’t ask where Kent or Daniel were as we walked to the garage and he helped me into the car. We’re silent now as we drive, our relationship newly awkward. I glance at him, wondering if he knows that I know about him and Daniel, or if this new stiffness is about me leaving him stranded in the road when I left with Ivan

the first time.

No answers come to my questions, though, making me sigh. When we pull up to the restaurant – I do a double–take, surprised to see that it’s actually the same restaurant that Daniel took

me to a few weeks ago – Jerome grabs my hand as I open the

passenger–side door.

Surprised, I look back him.

“Fay,” he says, worry on his face, and I think – some real

affection as well. “Just be careful tonight, okay?”

say, giving him a little smile. “Thanks, Jerome.” A little

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step out of the car, closing the

for Ivan.

time since I’ve known him, in a chic black suit, his tattoos peaking over the crisp white collar of his dress shirt. Despite his ease at the valet stand,

his power easily, like a jaguar moving through the jungle, totally confident in his status as predator, not prey. His eyes meet mine and flick over my body and he stands up straight to greet me. A small smile curls

as I cross

“You look…nice.”

towards him, making me hesitate and look down at

“You don’t

shakes his head slowly, still smiling but pausing before he replies. “He’s just really got

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cheeks burn in embarrassment and defiance at his words, the

his