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?”

little smile. “Thanks, Jerome.” A

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as he nods back to me. Maybe

to take

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the door behind me, and

for Ivan.

a chic black suit, his tattoos peaking over the crisp white collar of his dress shirt. Despite his ease at the valet stand, Ivan is clearly a man of significant power. It seems like everyone’s eyes

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.

he says quietly as I cross the short distance to

“You look…nice.”

me hesitate and look down at myself.

“You don’t like my

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

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and defiance

in his voice.