Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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I wake up the next morning to the sound of a knock on the door at six AM. I groan, blinking awake, and look sideways to see Daniel

doing the same in the bed next to me.

“Mornin‘,” he murmurs to me, rubbing his eyes. When I get up,

Daniel turns over onto this stomach, burrowing back into the

pillows.

“Lazy,” I chide, smiling at him and heading for the door. “What, you don’t get up to receive your own clothes deliveries in the

morning?”

“Clothes deliveries?” Daniel asks, peering at me. “Your clothes

are delivered?”

white box beneath. My

frowning a little. “You don’t

Daniel says, sitting up and staring at me. I see him put it all together in his sleepy mind as I walk back

I’ve been sent this morning, tossing the white box

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about it. “Takes a lot of pressure off of me.

creepy, Fay,” Daniel whispers, scrunching

the pretty blue and white dress with scalloped cap sleeves that Kent sent today. “I thought it was Fiona,

me it’s him.”

weird,” Daniel whispers, all in a rush, and then collapses back onto the

but then my laughter fades as I look carefully at the dress in my hands and wonder…well, wonder if I maybe got too used to this. Maybe I haven’t thought enough about

aspect of my life now. He decides what I wear, what I do all day, where I go, where my money comes from, where my sister and my father live. And while I’ve accepted a lot of that as part of living

the bed, looking at it. It’s a delicate,

I want to

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my head.