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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and stare at my

ceiling again.

hell am I going to

who do I even

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But it also feels incredibly important that I answer that question – right now or I am going to be in one hell of a situation very

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

is: who is that? Kent? Or Ivan?

else? The Prince Charming I’ve always wanted,

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happy life with my best friend. Less tumultuous and confusing than

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