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

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About fourteen minutes later, I study myself in the mirror, my 

stomach a mess of butterflies. 

I’m better than I was about twelve minutes ago, though, when I’d been sitting on the floor drinking directly from the bottle of wine, hissing desperately into the phone to my sister while she tried 

talk me down. Luckily, the combination of alcohol and sister logic eventually pulled me together. 

“Get your ass up,” Janeen had ordered me, “put on that little outfit, and take charge. You’re the boss, Fay, not him.” 

“Right,” I had gritted through my teeth. “Except he’s a literal mob boss. And I’m just –” 

“Nope,” she had interrupted. “Not today. Today you’re Fay, mob mistress, who gets precisely what she wants. Right?” 

“Right,” I had growled, briskly hanging up the phone and grabbing the scrab of lace before heading for the bathroom. 

Honestly? It looks really good on me, I think, turning to admire the way the cheeky little bottom of the lace teddy curves around my ass. I look – well, way sexier than I thought I would. 

Suddenly, a light knock comes at the door and my eyes go wide. 

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Shit. My fifteen minutes are up. 

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“Just a second!” I call, diving for the bed and grabbing the requested Prada shoes from their place on the duvet. Then, pulling them on, I kick the empty lingerie box under my bed and 

turn towards the door. 

I take a moment to close my eyes and take a deep breath. 

You’re the boss, Fay, I tell myself, my heart pounding in my 

ribcage. You’re in charge. Not him. 

The knock comes again. 

I open my eyes. 

“Come in,” I call. My voice shocks me by coming out calmer, 

deeper than I expected. 

Slowly, the door opens and I see his figure standing there, silhouetted against the bright light of the hall. That’s when I realize that I’m standing in complete darkness – apparently the sun had gone down completely while I’ve been in here. My eyes had just adjusted to the dark. 

Kent pauses, looking into the dark room, and then flicks a light switch by the door, turning on two dim sconces that hang on either side of my bed. The room is suddenly suffused with a pale orange light. My eyes go wide in it, seeing him standing there, one 

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hand tucked neatly in his pocket. 

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We just stare at each other for a moment, neither saying anything, and then Kent steps into the room and quietly closes the door. 

My stomach turns over and I do my best to control my breathing, to not let Kent see the anxiety roiling beneath my skin. He slowly crosses the room to stand before me, a jungle cat prowling towards some curiosity it finds in the forest. 

“Good evening, Fay,” he murmurs, looking down into my face, reaching out a hand to brush a curl back from my shoulder. “You look lovely tonight.” 

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