Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 334

Daniel does eventually agree to come with me and we end up having a really pleasant day. He was mad, at first, that I let the boyfriend issue slip with his dad – but he eventually admitted that I was right, that Kent’s not knowing at this point is a choice of ignorance. He also wasn’t kidding about not liking animals, shying away from Heathcliff even more than Ivan did. But I get Daniel in the saddle eventually, laughing as he bounces around on my poor horse’s back, completely uncoordinated.

I’m still shaking my head at him as he drives us home a few hours later. “Seriously, Daniel,” I say, leaning back in the passenger seat and studying him. “How do you stay so fit for someone who is about ten inches from falling out of the saddle?”

“I was born beautiful,” Daniel murmurs, sending me a sarcastic little glance. “The gods have blessed me with this physique and never made me exercise a day for it.”

I look him up and down, remembering the pictures of young Kent that I saw yesterday and considering that that’s at least partially true. But I shake my head. Daniel isn’t nearly as muscled as Kent, but he’s not frail. “I don’t buy it,” I say as Daniel pulls through the gates and into our driveway. I narrow my eyes at him. “You work out secretly, I know it.”

“It’s not a secret, Fay,” he says, concentrating as he pulls the car into the garage and shuts it off. “I box.”

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“What!?” I gasp.

to me, confused and laughing a little. “In the gym? Attached to my

I ask,

2/3

this?” he

belt and climbs out of the car. “It’s through

my room

climbing out as well and staring at

is next to it,” he says, shrugging. “Honestly, Fay,” he says, giving me a dubious little look as we

you were raised in, but where I come from, there’s not a lot about a mafia mansion that says ‘freely