Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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“You will fall in line!” he commands, grabbing for my arm. “You are my daughter – you will do as I demand –”

“I will not!” I shout, ripping my arm from his grasp and angry enough to find my feet and face him as we stumble out into the

hall. “You have no right to make demands on who I marry – let

alone belittle me by calling me a slut when I’ve done nothing to –”

He silences me, then, with a sharp slap across my face.

I gasp, stumbling back, my hand instantly going to my smarting

cheek.

I look back up at my father, aghast. My real dad has never–ever in

my life – hit me. The rage it engenders surprises me as I clench my

teeth and growl, fighting the desire to claw his damn eyes out.

But, instead, I remember precisely who I am, and I stand straight,

and giving him

say about that,” I say softly, looking

“If you

kid?” I say quickly, before anyone

I return my eyes to my

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to run. And anyone who stays is a damn

2/3

is leaning casually against the waiting car but

moment I hurl myself

stumble into the drive.

road.

not cause trouble, Fay?” he mumbles, glancing at me worriedly in the rearview

levelly meet his gaze, still shaken.

down the road for a few moments before speaking again. “Come on, kid,” he

like you need it.”

I

glances at me over his shoulder. “Lippert told me to take you to lunch, right? Who

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