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.

more pleasant part of my day. But 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

any reason I had to be

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hungry for breakfast and eager to start the day. Some of the things

I wonder what 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 the viper in myself, instead of the shy and frightened

I was?

the thoughts of this as I make my way to the 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 that I know will make me my favorite

creaky old voice beside me asks, and I jump a little as I spin towards

wide grin. “Good morning – am…am I…oh god,” I say, grimacing as I look around