Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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“Yes!” I reply, smiling at him, relieved that at least one of these new visitors likes me. I turn towards the kitchen and Alessi turns with me. “Come on, I’ll be happy to gel you something.” Alessi smiles at me and nods and we both walk towards the kitchen. Before we pass through the door, though, Alessi calls to Kent over his shoulder.

“Ah, Kent,” he says, a sly grin sliding over his lips. “You’ll get the bags, yes? Thank you, brother. Such a big help.”

I don’t even glance at Kent over my shoulder as we head into the kitchen, not wanting to give anything away. But I know, in my heart, that he must be boiling with rage.

Kent is as good as his word, putting all of his best people to work planning a party to welcome Natalia and Alessio, even though they didn’t bother to let him know that they were coming. As a result, I don’t see much of him during the rest of the day.

Luckily, Daniel stays by my side like a little burr, perhaps intuiting that I need his help navigating the innerworkings of his family. He also sooths me after each of Natalia’s verbal barbs which come… frequently. We have dinner together as a family

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make us an Italian feast

nods and laughs when appropriate, but excuses himself quickly, saying that he has work and planning to do. I watch him go with a little regret. I’m still mad at him, but he was stressed out yesterday I have no idea

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me out of my reverie by placing a creamy soft cheese in front of me, “is illegal in your silly country. Unpasturized,” she says, patting me on my shoulder and gesturing for me to cat. I take a bite, groaning at how

wine through his nose while I gape and look down at my body.

to nudge me familiarly with his elbow as he sips his Campari cocktail. “She is trying to see if she can get under your skin. She will be more

then, winking at me

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can handle it.”