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 done?

this seriously

– because I wanted to have sex with Kent? Did I seriously, seriously choose that? Just because Kent is hotter than Ivan- because

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now, pressing my hands over my imouth and forcing myself – forcing myself to take deep

and I start to calm down. But what I need, I realize, is a distraction. A big one. Because if I keep going along

oul.

pile closest to my chair and drag it in front of my face, making myself flick through the pages and concentrate on the lewd photographs and the pulp fiction of a vintage Playboy

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,

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

matter how much Fiona encouraged me. Plus,

– but then I decide against it. I didn’t need to compare his technique with other women to what he does with me. I

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