Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 313

“Brunettes,” I murmur, my eyes a little cruel as I smirk at him.

flash from the horse to me, and I see a smirk come back on his face a little bit.

His

eyes

“Sure,” he says, quiet. “I can handle a Brunette or two. Though I prefer a redhead.”

I can’t help the little smile that curls my lips. “Heathcliff’s a redhead,” I say, nodding to my horse. “And you’ve only been rude to him, when the whole point of today was for you to come and meet him.”

“Really, Fay,” Ivan says, his voice dry. “That was the whole point of today? To meet Heathcliff?”

“Sure,” I answer, taking a step closer to him, holding his gaze. And then there’s just a long moment of silence where we just… look at each other.

And the tension between us builds and builds.

My smile grows a little when Ivan’s the one to break it.

“Fay,” he breathes, taking a step closer to me, his mouth falling open with my name on his lips.

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hold up a finger

see him step into

Fay,” Jerome answers, his arms crossed over his chest as he stares at me from the door to the

you go get my phone?” I ask, blinking innocently at him. “I think I left it in the

he growls, shaking his head at

And then he sighs and, muttering

standing over me now, so close that I can feel the warmth his body gives off. “Coming into your own little mafia wife status, aren’t you?”

doesn’t it?” I whisper,

Ivan’s hands twitch, as if he wants to put them on me, but he doesn’t, and I bite my lip, wondering

Fay?” he asks, his voice softer than

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to be here, Ivan?” I whisper back.

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me, Fay,” he snaps, his voice still low as he looks back towards the door, back towards where Jerome

thought I called him here today. And it’s the truth – I do not want to be taken away. I just – I just wanted to

snaps, turning away from me, frustrated. “Fuck, Fay! Why

being stupid?!” I gasp, honestly a little

damn idiot by not getting out of there now! This is going down! How many times do I have