Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 180

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Tristin gives me a steady stare as I climb the steps to her house, her expression unchanging when I attempt an awkward smile. “He’s mad at you,” she informs me, stern, as I approach her. I don’t have to think very hard to figure out that “he” means my father, not little Romey here. “You watch what you say – or you’ll

make hell for all of us, even when you leave.”

“Oh,” I say, red creeping into my cheeks. “I’m sorry – I never

meant-‘

“No,” she responds, narrowing her eyes a little at me before turning to open her door. “I don’t suppose you do think about how any of your antics affect us. Not at all.”

I open my mouth to protest but then shut it as I follow Tristin into

the house. Because it’s right – I haven’t thought about it. Not at

all. But then again, it’s not really my fault that my father treats her poorly. I sigh, feeling a headache start at the back of my head as I follow Tristin and Romulus into the sitting room. This is a level of

family drama I never signed up for.

My father starts in on me the moment I step into the room.

think you’re

couch. Romulus goes a little pale as he looks at his dad

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sigh and look down at my feet. “Can you please tell me

mean?”

mean,” he snaps. “Ending the engagement that I negotiated

– Ivan – behind my back?” Alden slams his hand on the arm of his chair, making

ask, a little scared as I spread

mean – you introduced me to Ivan – you wanted me to

foolish child,” my father counters, angry. “I wanted to

my terms. I wanted to

Ivan, or use it to

you’re out there making ridiculous

cat all over

I interrupt, shocked. “Waving

his face growing red as he spits the words

1. daughter, all over town, drinking with that boy-

lap on a picnic table – kissing him- I have pictures

shocked as well as horrified as I listen