Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 306

“You know this is weird, Fay,” Daniel says to me today, after about two weeks of this pattern. “Super weird that you go fuck my dad every night and bring me coffee in the morning after I sleep alone in your bed.”

“Don’t be jealous,” I scold, plopping down on the bed with my own little cup, “just because Jerome doesn’t have his own secret passage.”

Daniel grumbles discontentedly and I grin, knowing that I’ve hit the nail at least a little bit on the head there. Daniel, I know, misses his sneaky midnight visits from Jerome.

“They can’t stay forever,” I say quietly, reaching out a hand to rest comfortingly on Daniel’s knee. “Natalia and Alessi have to go back to Italy at some point.”

“Not until this is finished,” he sighs, looking down into his cup. “And I can’t believe it’s still stretching on.”

“I know,” I murmur, but at that moment a knock comes at the door and I move towards it to receive our clothes delivery for the day. Kent has started sending Daniel’s clothes as well, since he has less access to the walk–in closet in his room, and Kent wants Natalia and Alessi to see Daniel and I walk out of my room every morning holding hands and appearing as if we’ve spent every

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more quickly than me, as he does every day – his clothes are easier to pull on than riding pants and tight boots – and then he sits and talks quietly with me as I do my hair and makeup. Then, when I’m ready, he takes me by the hand and

to smile at both

cheerfully, stepping close to Daniel and resting my head against his shoulder. I’m more aware of

very much on her side. But still, I have no real reason to be nasty to him not

give me a kiss on the cheek before we all start down the stairs together. “And how did the two

Alessi that we didn’t, which makes Alessi smile. “We slept very well, Alessi,” Daniel adds as we pass through the kitchen door. “We hope

tells us about his

o as

distracted, as I am most mornings when Natalia makes it to breakfast before we do. Because when she does, she’s always in the galley at Kent’s side,