Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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I blush, thinking about it, and then I scowl at myself in the mirror

for blushing and pull my robe off of its hook, tugging it over my arms and knotting it tight around my waist.

Honestly, I’m a mafia mistress now. A real one. Shouldn’t I be beyond embarrassment?

A knock comes at my bedroom door and, eager for the

distraction, I move to it quickly. I don’t have plans for the evening –

but did Kent…?

When I open the door, I’m surprised but not displeased to see

Jerome standing there, looking bored. I give him a happy smile

and he opens his mouth to say something, but then he freezes

after he takes one look at me.

“What?” I say, taking a step back, my hands flying to anxiously twist the ends of my wet hair. “What’s wrong?”

“Oh my god,” Jerome whispers, leaning forward and grinning at me. “You actually did it, didn’t you?”

no way – there’s no way

Jerome hisses,

gasp, looking out into the hallway, frantic. “What the are

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the door shut

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I’m dying,” Jerome laughs as he stumbles across

half glee. “Please, you have to

you anything!” I hiss, giving him

the bed. “Even if there

-I mean, I wouldn’t

that

on the end of

“Come on, Fay, I won’t

at him, “this isn’t a slumber

my deepest darkest just

I am dying to talk to someone

the one you had last night with my boyfriend? Really, Fay, you do like to have Lippert men in

smack him on the arm. “You of all

like that between me and Daniel and wait” I freeze, my arm

–

you just call

Jerome’s turn to blush. “No – I mean,

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