Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father by Caroline Above Story

Chapter 129 

Suddenly, I hear the noise of Daniel’s door snicking shut down the hall and my mouth drops open as I put the pieces together. 

Oh my god. 

Oh my god. 

Daniel had a guy in his room last night! 

I giggle a little to myself, pressing my hand over my mouth to contain the noise. He’d told me he was interested in someone, but 

I hadn’t realized he was sleeping with them. How long had this 

been going on? 

I take a few steps into the hall, peering down the steps, but 

whoever it is has disappeared. I shake my head, then, starting 

down the stairs myself as I consider that this is certainly not a mark in the be–loyal–to–Daniel category. Clearly, he’s not being loyal to me – not even really pretending to be. 

Oh well. A problem for another time, I think, walking down the hall and pressing the door open to the kitchen. 

It’s very early, but there are still a few people here, getting their day. 

started. I walk over to the espresso machine and make myself a 

cup, looking around for Kent. I hope I get to ask him about a trip to 

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see my dad before the day has a chance to piss him off. 

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I screw my mouth to the side, though, disappointed when I realize that he’s not here. I lean back against the counter on which 

the espresso machine rests, taking a sip of my hot drink and considering my next choices. 

To my surprise, Jerome pushes through the door to the kitchen and smiles at me, coming right over. “Hey,” he says. “Stables 

today?” 

I nod eagerly. “Yeah, I’m just looking for Kent first I wanted to ask 

him –” 

His grimace stops my words, though. “Ohhh,” he says, “sorry, Fay. But he’s already gone.” 

“What!” I exclaim, my shoulders slumping in my disappointment. “Man, I got up early and everything! I thought I would catch him.” 

“Sorry,” he says, putting his hands in his pockets. “Yeah, he’s got a lot of business today and wants to get started early. But!” He 

gives me a big smile here. “He wants me to take you to the tables. So,” he gives me a deep, mocking bow, “I’m at your service, my 

lady.” 

“What?” I say, shocked. “Seriously? You?” 

He laughs and straightens up, nodding. “I know. I was surprised as you are. He gave me that look that meant touch her and your 

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die, though. So.” He shrugs, “best behavior and everything. But looks like I’m back on good terms with the boss.” 

“He’s so crazy,” I murmur, looking down into my coffee. “One day he’s punching you for hanging out with me, the next he assigns you to hang out with me. I can’t make any sense out of him.” 

“Maybe he likes it that way,” Jerome says, shrugging again. “Keeps people on their toes with the chaos of his moods.” 

“Well,” I murmur, setting my cup back on the machine and pushing the buttons again for a refill. “If we’ve got all day, might as 

well have a luxurious breakfast.” 

Jerome nods eagerly in agreement and heads off to ask whoever is cooking today to make us something. Then, we sit down at my 

usual table, chatting passively. About thirty minutes into our meal, 

Daniel joins us, the two greeting each other casually as Daniel 

comes and gives me a kiss on my cheek. 

Huh, I think, looking between them as Daniel sits and they begin to converse easily. I didn’t even know they knew each other. 

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