Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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Jerome and I each give a little shout of surprise as I smack bodily into him.I stumble back a few steps, wheeling my arms a little to find my balance. Jerome is there, luckily, catching me by the shoulders and holding me steady.

“Well, Miss Fay,” he says, his voice hardly more than a whisper as he glances towards the office door. “And where were you last night?”

“Nowhere,” I say, smug, shaking my hair back from my

shoulders and gathering up my dignity as I find my balance. Jerome releases me, crossing his arms smugly over his chest as he grins at me. “I was just…getting a pen. From the office.”

“Fay,” Jerome says, his face breaking out into a wicked smile. “If you think I don’t know whose bedroom is through the bookcase in that office

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LL

“What!” I hiss, my face dropping. “Does everyone know the secrets of his house except me!?”

Jerome just laughs, shaking his head. “So, how was he, Fay? Come on. I’m dying to know.”

“Ew,” I say, wrinkling my nose at him. “You’re seriously asking this about your boss?”

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his eyebrow at me. “And I’m just asking – you’re the one taking action with your maybe–father–in–law

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open at Jerome’s gall and then I realize something, glancing at the stairs. Jerome – he was coming down them. At four in the morning. I don’t actually know where Jerome sleeps, but it’s certainly not in one of Kent’s

rooms.

up innocently at him. “Speaking of taking action within

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alone. Then, making a quick decision, Jerome grabs my hand and pulls me towards the kitchen. Confused but curious, I follow without protest as Jerome pushes open the door and leads me

are we doing here?” I

in reply, dropping my hand to pull the juice out of the fridge and grabbing two clean glasses off of the rack next to the sink. “So that we have a reason why we’re talking, if anyone comes across us. We both just came down

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is a little unnecessarily elaborate. Jerome pours me a glass and hands it to me and then begins to whisper to me as he pours his

Own.

says, picking up where he left off, “Daniel is really pissed at

looking up at

with him unless he’s feeling a little reckless. He knows we’d both be fucked if we got caught. We usually go to my

tilting my head to the side.

at me a little. “All of this and that’s what you ask?”

wanting to know. He just