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.”

I gasp, appalled

naked,” Jerome suggests,

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a smirk that I can tell he can’t quite bring to its full strength. “Kent’s much less likely to smack

murmur, my hand unconsciously moving to my ass as my worried

bursts out laughing and then I blush and smack him, telling him to shut the hell up, though

time we both spill into the house we’re laughing hysterically at our new inside joke. But we both fall silent as we turn

He smiles at both of us and gives a

Natalia takes the lead

arms and shaking her

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read a clock? Honestly. We

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about it – about the smug way Natalia shakes her head at me, like she expected

Jerome’s, not letting him get away. “We simply…lost track of time. Jerome,” I

family, and then past them, and up the stairs, at an almost too–leisurely

waiting!” Natalia calls after me, angry at

without me!” I say, waving a hand

teeth as we get to the top of the stairs and

I reply, smiling up at him. “You look so good all tied up in the Lippert drama. Besides, you secretly like it.”