Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 279

“What’s this?” I ask, taking one off the tray and smiling at the

servant.

My father tsks as he takes his own drink, waving a hand for the servant to leave. “A sin,” he says, smiling and shaking his head at me. “For my daughter to not know Aperol when she sees it.”

Curious, I take a sip from the little straw poking out of the glass and my eyes go wide when I realize how good it is. “Oh my god,” I say, looking down at it. “Oh wow, it’s delicious.”

“Of course it is,” my father laughs, patting me on the knee. “Aperol, prosecco, and tonic. A shame your Daniel has not taught you this.”

shrug and smile at him. “Daniel and Kent drink more whiskey

drink,” my father says, wrinkling his nose in distaste. “A

but…whatever. I put the phrase in my back pocket to

me, daughter,” my father says,

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me. “I know it is not merely a visit to see your brother, though I’d be happy

admitting or

you?” my father pushes. “To convince me, again, that your engagement to him is real? I am not fooled, Fay,” he continues, his voice taking on a bit of a warning. “I can. see that you…have more for Ivan, in your

a little, embarrassed that it’s been that obvious.

don’t get it, dad,” I say, tracing a finger along the wood of the bench before I look up into his eyes.

than passion,” he says, considering.

of my father thinking of me

for wishing you’d turn your head in a new direction. Not to Ivan, if that’s not what you