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?”

clothes and the white box beneath. My eyes raise at that

Daniel, frowning a little. “You don’t get

together in his sleepy mind as

I say, shrugging and laying out the clothes I’ve been sent

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ask about it. “Takes a lot of pressure off of me. And he has good taste.”

Fay,” Daniel whispers, scrunching

and white dress with scalloped cap sleeves that Kent sent today. “I thought it was Fiona, at first, but she

me it’s him.”

in a rush, and then collapses back onto

then my laughter fades as I look carefully at the dress in my hands and wonder…well,

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 under a mafia boss’s

dress onto the bed, looking at it. It’s a delicate, pretty thing – where was Kent imagining me going

to go

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my head.