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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before he can do anything else, I hold up a finger between us, making him go

silent pause before I hear Jerome sigh and see him step into sight right outside the stall door. He was

his arms crossed over his chest as he stares at me from the door to the

I ask, blinking innocently at him.

his head at me.

And then he sighs and, muttering something about trouble, stalks away from the stall and back

smiling then as I turn back to Ivan, who instantly closes the distance between us. “Look at you, Fay,” he says, 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, earning a little. laugh, which makes me

if he wants to put them on me, but he doesn’t, and I bite my lip, wondering if I want

I here, Fay?” he asks, his voice

hear

want to be

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voice still low as he looks back towards the door, back towards where Jerome disappeared. “Do you want me

instantly, blinking as I realize that that’s why Ivan 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

frustrated. “Fuck, Fay! Why are you being so stupid?!”

being stupid?!” I gasp, honestly a little

my eyes. “Yes, Fay, you’re being a real god damn idiot by not getting out of there now! This is going down! How many times do I have to tell you – you could be killed!”