Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 302

When I come out of the shower and move back into my bedroom I’m pleased to see that my clothes for the day have arrived – riding clothes, thank god – and even more pleased to see a little note on top. I scurry over and grab the little white envelope, ripping it open.

It’s a simple, short note as all of Kent’s are:

Everything is fine.

I owe you.

I smirk, a little, at how coy he’s being here. Because if anyone intercepted this note and read it before me, it’s innocuous enough to mean anything. But those words at the bottom? I know precisely what they mean. Who knew three short words could get me so hot.

I get ready quickly drying my hair and braiding it back and then changing into my crisp riding clothes, excited to finally have the opportunity to visit my horse instead of doting on Natalia

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hungry for breakfast and eager to start the day. Some of the things that Kent said last

even as I shake my head at the idea as I push the door open to the kitchen – I wonder what would happen if I just decided to believe him? If I just accepted it, instead of fighting against it, and tried

I was?

that I don’t even notice the old man standing next to me until I’ve already loaded the coffee and pulled the levers that I know will make me

double this morning, Fay?” a creaky old voice beside me asks, and I jump a little as I spin towards him. But then my face breaks into a smile.

the man who raised him, who saved Kent’s family – a wide grin. “Good morning – am…am I…oh god,” I say, grimacing as I look around at the coffee station, “please don’t tell me that I cut in front of you