Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 186

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?”

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

little. “You don’t get clothes delivered?”

I see him put it all together in his sleepy mind as I walk back to

the clothes I’ve been sent

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of pressure off of me. And he

so creepy, Fay,” Daniel

in,” I reply, nonchalant as I admire the pretty blue and white dress with scalloped cap sleeves that Kent sent today. “I thought it

me it’s him.”

Daniel whispers, all in a rush, and then collapses

in my hands and wonder…well, wonder if I maybe got too used to this.

my sister and my father live. And while I’ve accepted a lot of that as part of living under a mafia boss’s roof and

bed, looking at it. It’s a delicate, pretty thing – where

I want to go there?

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my