Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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I curl up then, in my chair, tucking my face into my hands, completely overwhelmed by the realization that the best I’m ever going to get in Kent’s heart is second place.

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And I’m absolutely terrified by the realization that I want to be first. I want to mean more to him I want to mean the most.

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Because maybe that’s what he is to…

But no. I shut down the thought, making my mind turn to other things. My brain trips over itself in its attempt to find something new to mull over, and cruelly – it turns to Ivan. To what he said yesterday that he offered me everything, and I’d picked an old, dead man over him. Someone who will never, ever love me.

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And suddenly I feel just…horribly stupid.

had I

this seriously it?

choose that? Just because Kent is hotter than Ivan- because that, I can finally admit to myself is true – but seriously, am I just a stupid girl who followed a hot guy down a path that’s going to

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panic a little bit now, pressing my hands over my imouth and forcing myself

I start to calm down. But what I need, I realize, is a distraction. A big one.

oul.

drag it in front of my face, making myself flick through the

loved Lenai, and whether I’m an idiot. who is going to die because she was to sex–addled to be smart enough to get herself away, I begin to

calm down, and let myself be distracted from what are, arguably, the more important questions…I

down here into this basement, I had been way too embarrassed to truly engage with this literature, not matter how much Fiona encouraged me. Plus, I had stumbled onto that sex tape from Kent, which had been

flick, just once, to shelf of unlabeled black tapes – but then I decide against it. I didn’t need to compare his technique with other women to what he does

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