Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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He tells me about his charmed childhood at his father’s side, how he grew up with the best of everything before his father was brutally murdered in a mob hit when he was just a kid. He tells me about how he saw it happen. How he’ll never forget the sight of his father’s blood.

And then Kent tells me about how his world fell apart after his father’s death. I bite my lip as I listen to him tell it, not wanting to remind him that it is precisely that fate which Natalia wants to give me by having my own father murdered. But Kent meets my eyes as he tells me about how his mother scrambled to hold their life together, how his uncle stepped in to help, and I know that he understands. I know that this story is a promise that it won’t be the same for me.

“You know him, you know,” Kent says, taking another swig of tequila. “My uncle Gino.”

“What?” I ask, shocked. “Is he – he’s not dead?” I’ve heard of him before, of course – just briefly, I think from Daniel – the man who helped Kent’s mother hold the family together for him while Kent was sent to Italy to be raised by the Bianci family.

“No, he’s not dead,” Kent says, laughing and grinning at me. Then he gestures towards the rest of the house with the bottle. “You see him every morning, Fay. At breakfast.”

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I slap a hand against my forehead, laughing at myself. “Seriously!? That’s your uncle

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at me, shaking his head. “Who did you think it

not like you or Daniel ever had the grace

offers me the bottle of tequila, which I take and sip from, watching him. “You could have introduced yourself. Kind of rude

“Come on, Kent! You know how shy I am, and how scared I was

Kent scoffs, disbelieving, as he lowers his face to my shoulder and

shocked and

along the line of my shoulder. “You stand up to me on a regular basis, you had the brass to walk past Natalia at a glacial space even though you were an hour and fifteen minutes late. to dinner, you have a second mafia

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all – I also blush like a damn lobster every five minutes and feel my knees go weak anytime even frowns at me