Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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I lay back on my bed for…way too long. Just laying there, frustrated, staring at the ceiling.

I am also exhausted I know this by the fuzz that I feel in my brain, the lethargy taking control in my limbs, and my very slightly grumpy mood. It’s been…one hell of a 48 hours, if I’m being honest with myself. From my very tense movie night with Daniel, to…everything yesterday, in the stables with Kent. And then last night, with Ivan?

I groan, my head spinning to think that that all happened in such quick succession. And frankly, I haven’t gotten much sleep throughout all of it – at least not the deep, peaceful sleep, alone in my cozy bed that I know my body is craving.

So I sigh, turning over and slipping under the covers, not even caring that I’m naked, intent on just getting some rest –

But when I do put down my head, curling up on my side and pillowing my cheek against my hand…

Sleep eludes me. God damn it, but I just can’t stop thinking.

My eyes fly open and I purse my lips together, frustrated.

I’ve just got way too many unanswered questions on my mind.

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my back and stare at my old

ceiling again.

the hell am I going

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organizations. But it also feels incredibly important that I answer that question –

I know that I can’t juggle both of them, at least not for long. I don’t think it’s in me to be…what, polyamorous? Non–monogamous? Whatever the right term is, I know that I can’t handle it. Even though my whole life. I’ve been a no–man kind of girl, I know in my heart that if I am romantically involved with someone, I want to be a one- man kind of girl. One person to whom I can really dedicate my affections

is that? Kent?

always wanted, but who I just haven’t found yet?

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solid, happy life with my best friend. Less tumultuous and confusing than what Kent and

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