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

Chapter 186 

I wake up the next morning to the sound of a knock on the door at six AM. I groan, blinking awake, and look sideways to see Daniel 

doing the same in the bed next to me. 

“Mornin‘,” he murmurs to me, rubbing his eyes. When I get up, 

Daniel turns over onto this stomach, burrowing back into the 

pillows. 

“Lazy,” I chide, smiling at him and heading for the door. “What, you don’t get up to receive your own clothes deliveries in the 

morning?” 

“Clothes deliveries?” Daniel asks, peering at me. “Your clothes 

are delivered?” 

I open the door and give the housekeeper standing there a smile, accepting the folded clothes and the white box beneath. My eyes raise at that – the white box in the morning is new. Then, I turn 

back to Daniel, frowning a little. “You don’t get clothes delivered?” 

“No, Fay,” Daniel says, sitting up and staring at me. I see him put it all together in his sleepy mind as I walk back to the bed. “Oh, gross, seriously? He picks out your clothes every day?” 

“I kind of like it,” I say, shrugging and laying out the clothes I’ve been sent this morning, tossing the white box on my vanity and 

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hoping Daniel doesn’t ask about it. “Takes a lot of pressure off of me. And he has good taste.” 

“It’s so creepy, Fay,” Daniel whispers, scrunching his nose. 

“He’s been doing it since I moved in,” I reply, nonchalant as I admire the pretty blue and white dress with scalloped cap sleeves that Kent sent today. “I thought it was Fiona, at first, but she told 

me it’s him.” 

“That’s so weird,” Daniel whispers, all in a rush, and then collapses back onto the bed. 

I smile at Daniel, laughing a little, but then my laughter fades as I look carefully at the dress in my hands and wonder…well, wonder if I maybe got too used to this. Maybe I haven’t thought enough about how weird this actually might be. 

As I study the dress I consider that Kent controls pretty much every aspect of my life now. He decides what I wear, what I do all day, where I go, where my money comes from, where my sister and my father live. And while I’ve accepted a lot of that as part of living under a mafia boss’s roof and enjoying the luxury of my situation…is this really what I want for my life? 

I sigh, tossing the dress onto the bed, looking at it. It’s a delicate, pretty thing – where was Kent imagining me going in that dress? 

Did I want to go there? 

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I shake my head. 

3/3 

“Okay, Daniel,” I say, clapping my hands and making him groan at the noise. I laugh and move to the side of the bed, shaking his shoulders and making him wake up. “Go away! You’ve outstayed your welcome! Leave me alone so I can get changed!” 

“No!” He shouts into the pillows, laughing too. “I want to sleep! Leave me be! You just get changed – I won’t look.” 

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