Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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“Get up!” I shout, laughing and grabbing a pillow, which I start hitting him with. “I’ll see you in twenty minutes at breakfast, lazy.”

Daniel grumbles his assent and climbs out of bed, stretching and yawning. I see him eye the white box as he heads for the door, and then he brings his eyes to mine, curious. I just shake my head. “You don’t want to know, Daniel.”

“You’re right,” he murmurs with a sigh. Then, he blows me a little kiss, heading next door to his own room to get ready. He pulls my

bedroom door shut behind him.

As soon as he closes it, I move to my wardrobe, my mind made

Even though I just said that I’d meet Daniel at breakfast, I actually have no intention of doing that. I pull some of my riding clothes out of the back of my wardrobe, as well as my shiny black boots. Then, I hastily get ready for my day, eager to get to breakfast before anyone else does.

past breakfast, and to

no real desire to hear what Kent has planned for me in that blue and white dress. Today,

what it is that I want to do. And today, I want to see my

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the sun is coming up. I park the

as I rush down the aisle to Heathcliff’s stall, pulling

little whinny and huffs at my hand, looking for a snack. I oblige him, pulling a sugar cube from

scratching his forehead and then working my

shines and braiding his mane. I

also, a little thrilled at the anticipation that…Kent isn’t going to

him, again. Avoided him,

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