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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“And I’m just asking – you’re the one taking

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down them. At four in the morning. I don’t actually know where Jerome sleeps, but it’s certainly not in one of

rooms.

I ask, crossing my arms and blinking up innocently at him. “Speaking of taking action within the Lippert family did you happen to see my maybe–fiancé last night?”

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make sure we’re alone. Then, making a quick decision, Jerome grabs my hand and pulls me towards the kitchen. Confused but curious,

are we doing here?”

sink. “So that we have a reason why we’re talking, if anyone comes across us. We both

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Jerome pours me a glass and

Own.

he left off, “Daniel is really

I breathe, looking up at

me up to his room last night,” Jerome continues. “He usually doesn’t…I mean, he doesn’t let me come up to his room 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 place, or

I ask, my eyes still wide, tilting my head to the side. “Where’s

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

wanting to know. He just