Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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“What?” I gasp, shocked. I mean, I don’t know what the rules are, but I’m pretty damn sure it’s not okay to go poaching other boss’s men.

Jerome just shakes his head, looking forward again, his whole body tense. “He wouldn’t be doing that if he didn’t know he could get away with it,” he murmurs. “And…soon.”

“Soon?” I ask. “What do you mean?”

“I mean,” Jerome continues, “that he doesn’t really seem to care if I go back and spill that to Kent. He’s not being careful anymore, which implies that even if Kent wants to retaliate for that kind of insult…”

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…my dad doesn’t think he’ll have time to do anything big enough to hurt him.”

Jerome nods quietly and my head turns towards the windows as I start to notice, out of the corner of my eye, that we’re drawing close to home. As we pull closer I notice that the limousine is waiting in the drive out front, which I know only means trouble. I swallow deeply, wondering what the hell I’m in for.

“Are you going to tell Kent?” I ask in a whisper, my whole body now as lense as Jerome’s.

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“Nope,” he says, shaking his head as we pull through the automatic gate. “You are.”

appalled at the idea.

naked,” Jerome

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bring to its full strength. “Kent’s much less likely to smack you for getting

my hand unconsciously moving to my ass as my

blush and smack him, telling him to shut the hell up, though I can’t help laughing

time we both spill into the house we’re laughing hysterically at our new inside joke. But we both fall silent as we turn the corner towards the main entry of the house, where Kent, Daniel, Natalia, and Alessi

Daniel isn’t glaring. He smiles at both of us and

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she starts, crossing her arms and shaking her head at me.

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to read a clock?

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head at me, like she expected no less and actually thinks I might not be

a coy smile on my face as I wrap my arm around Jerome’s, not letting him get away. “We simply…lost track of time. Jerome,” I say, looking

too fast, holding him back a little. Then, I begin to walk towards the family, and then past them, and up the stairs, at an almost too–leisurely pace. Kent’s face, from what I can

Natalia calls after me, angry at my sluggish

say, waving a hand after her. “I’ll catch

hisses between his teeth as we get to

at him. “You look so good all tied up in the Lippert drama. Besides,