Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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The food at dinner does me no favors by being absolutely delicious. The salad is tart and citrussy, the lasagna creamy rich, the desert- coconut sorbet which Natalia annoyingly made from scratch–basically makes me moan when I taste it.

And I grudge every bite that I take, wishing to hell and back that I don’t like it as much as I obviously do.

“I’m glad you enjoyed yourself, Fay,” Natalia says warmly to me once we’ve all finished, delicately holding the spoon that she’s been using to feed Kent sorbet. There’s a wicked gleam in her eyes. “I do like to see a girl who is not afraid to eat, no matter how much it expands her waistline.”

I do my best to hold back my glare as I slowly lick my spoon, savoring every drop. “Luckily,” I say, lowering my silverware leisurely to the table, “that’s not something I have to worry about, Natalia.” I give a little shrug. “Maybe in twenty, thirty years.‘

Her smile falters a little on her face and I decide that this little victory is the perfect note on which to make my exit.

“Thank you!” I say, getting to my feet and stretching my arms above my head in the growing dark. “This was lovely. Daniel?” I say, turning to him. “Are you coming up?”

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“Sure,” he says, getting to his feet as well and saying his goodnights and thank–yous around the table, as polite as he always is. Natalia, Kent, and Alessi say their farewells to us as well, but they stay at the table, turning towards each other as Daniel and I head to the door.

Daniel leans forward to grab the handle, though, some of

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good time to go through the details of the little deal that we’re working through

me, and immediately meet Kent’s eyes as he frowns at me. I know, instantly, that he’s sending me a very precise message:

my best to listen further as Daniel pulls open the door and takes

murmur, straining my hearing to catch Alessi saying something about

then Daniel catches his father’s glare as well, and he hurries to pull me through the door, despite my silent protest.

I say, frowning up at Daniel as he closes the door to the patio behind us. “I was listening to that!”

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me. “There’s a reason they were waiting to talk about it until

“Which is why I wanted to hear what

like that,” Daniel says, putting an arm around my shoulders and guiding me through the now–empty kitchen towards the door

to let him keep it secret,” I snap, getting angry now. “Daniel,” I say, stopping in my tracks and making him turn to me. “We’re in bad shape. This is not the time to be willingly ignorant about the goings–on of this

him the short version of what Ivan told me this afternoon – that there’s only about a week, maybe less, before

and running

as he looks back at the door. “I hear that you’re anxious about this – but