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.

basket, knowing that I have to wait, and endure much, before I get to that more pleasant part of my day. But I get ready quickly drying my hair and braiding it back

away any reason I had to be kind

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to them. And now I can just do as I

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on my tall riding boots and nearly skip down the stairs towards the kitchen, hungry for breakfast and eager to start the day. Some of the things that Kent

would happen if I just decided to believe him? If I just accepted it, instead of fighting against it, and tried to…I don’t know, embrace it? To see

I was?

espresso machine, so lost that I don’t even notice the old man standing next to me until I’ve already loaded the coffee and pulled the levers

double this morning, Fay?” a creaky old voice beside me asks, and I jump a little as

Gino,” I say, giving the man I now know is Kent’s uncle – the man who raised him, who saved Kent’s family – a wide grin. “Good morning – am…am I…oh