Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 0352

“I'm going to sleep,” Daniel murmurs, turning away from all of us. “I need to...rethink my entire life. And my values. And particularly, the people with whom I associate.”

“Night, baby,” Jerome calls casually over his shoulder. Daniel mumbles something back as I snuggle closer to Jerome’s side. “He totally thinks Ivan’s hot,” I murmur.

“Nah, Daniel's faithful,” Jerome says, giving me another little wink. “Just like you. Like I said — you and Daniel are two peas ina fucked-up pod. Once you settle on someone? It’s for the long haul. You can’t even see anyone else. Which is all very much to my benefit.”

And I grin up at my friend, glad that someone sees the truth in me. But also wishing, very much, that I could lay eyes on Kent. Just for a little bit, to remind me of everything that I’m fighting for.

at where my little kidney bean is growing into...a grape? I don’t know. Whatever tiny food comes next. “Guess I'll just have to fight for you,” I whisper to baby, too soft for even Jerome to hear,

of coffee for the day, his own triple-espresso drink packed away in a to-go container. And then he drives himself — himself — to work with my father in the

around to a variety of the city’s shipping ports. There, he learns from my father’s best men to figure out the ins and outs of his international shipping businesses

on this, deciding that Jerome can function as my driver and my bodyguard on the rare occasions when I leave the house. I rolled my eyes at this suggestion at first, but Daniel’s whispered “Kent would want

crap out of Daniel if he ever found out that he

really need the money anymore — none of us do

needs to dance, or just desires some male attention. Sometimes

ke Goestbae one the city tb ang out with his old buddies, but most of the time he’s here with me as I hunch over the kitchen table, reading through

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