Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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I pull myself out of the shower a ridiculously long time later, only really leaving because the water that was falling on my shoulders had grown colder and colder until I was shivering. I towel myself off, shaking my head a little to consider that while I’m all cried out, my tears didn’t bring the relief that I thought they would.

Because honestly, I’m still a wreck about this.

I know what I’m supposed to do now, I think as I wrap my big fluffy white robe around myself and pass into my bedroom, sitting down hard on my vanity’s stool, still shivering a little. I’m supposed to leave. Kent gave me his answer to my ultimatum – I said I would go if he didn’t tell me, and he didn’t. So now…

I’m supposed to go.

But god damn it, where to?

And honestly, I’m fully aware of the fact that I don’t want to go. anywhere. I want to stay right here, with Daniel and with Kent – who are now basically my family. I want to stay here, and work things out, and convince Kent that we can fix this –

But really? Is that even worth my time?

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2/4

I shake my head al my pale face in the mirror as I start to brush the tangles out of my wet hair, feeling very pathetic. Kent has demonstrated time and time again that he doesn’t really trust me, that I’m just…a pleasant distraction for him. One of his many, many mistresses.

Nothing special.

to let him treat me

of the contract. But I always

it was more.

I know it’s how he

a girl who he just considers his pretty little secret? Who comes to his room every night at his beck and call, and to whom

when I think this, because I’m fully aware that he has given me things in return – a great deal of money, a horse, a beach house I’ve never been to –

–

that I really want. Nothing I really care about.

in the mirror I make myself say

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confess to myself, my voice soft.

3/4

then the tears start to slide down my face again as I realize it’s not something that’s ever been on the table.

I was, I think, looking down at my hands sitting limply in my lap.

crying a few minutes later when a sharp knock

at the door.

stand up and cross to the door. When I open it, no one’s

‘I’m not disappointed.

lock. after I close my door. I open the note without even moving to my bed and quickly read