Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 251

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The four of them begin to chat lightly, then, and I quietly slip away from my spot beneath my father’s arm, moving to Daniel’s side. I nod back to the little alcove that we left, asking him as subtly as he can to take me there. Daniel glances at his father, who gives a tiny nod that I think no one else notices, letting him

know he should.

So quickly, without fuss, Daniel and I move away.

“What the hell is going on,” I hiss to him, looking anxiously around the party – searching, if I’m being honest, for a blonde head of hair amongst this sea of dark–haired Italians, and failing.

“It’s an ambush,” Daniel whispers back, glancing over his shoulder. “That was well done on you, though, greeting your dad like that. It put us in a good position.”

“Good,” I murmur, stopping when we reach our little bench but not sitting down on it, instead smoothing my hands anxiously down the length of my dress. “What did you mean when you said it was an ambush?”

“Everyone who just came in is from a rival family,” Daniel replies, shaking his head a little and looking around at everyone. “They were not invited, but somehow figured out that Alessi and

Natalia are visiting, and that they’d be here tonight. If I had to guess, I’d say these other families are going to make some kind of play to turn the Bianci family against my dad and towards them.”

clenching my teeth. “What can

Daniel sighs, likewise anxious. “Or get whatever information we can,

at him with worried eyes. “Not my strong suit,” I

think, Fay,” Daniel replies passively, not looking at me and surveying the party instead. I see his eyes flash a

ask, eager.

fucking Russians,” Daniel replies, his voice low and angry. “The Kozlovs. Your boy Ivan

that bad?” I

back, because how the hell was I supposed to know that when no one tells me anything. “They’ve notoriously got the weakest hold in the city’s underworld. It used to be Ivan, but he surpassed them when he got in the drug game. But if they’re willing to come

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“They’re feeling

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ones are they?” I ask quietly, and then as I suddenly spy Ivan moving towards me through

guests to clear from a dance floor that I hadn’t realized was there. A few couples take to it, beginning to spin around expertly.

wavering. I feel my eyes narrow at him as I shake my head, but I can’t help my own lips from twitching. up towards a smile,

Daniel’s.

gaze to my fiancé. “Danicl. I’m