Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

Chapter 28

Gifts

Chapter 28 – Meeting the Family–1

Fiona gives me a tart little smack on the butt then, breaking my reverie and laughing as she hurries over to the jewelry box waiting on my vanity. I give her a weird look and cover my ass with my hands. “What is with people today,” I murmur.

She laughs again as she comes over to me, standing behind me so that she can hook the diamond solitaire around my neck on its slim silver chain.

“You got the ring?” she asks, smacking her gum.

“Oh, yeah,” I murmur, walking swiftly over to my bedside drawer and pulling it open. I reach towards the back, fishing it out and pushing it swiftly onto my left hand.

When I look at Fiona, she’s crossing her arms and shaking her head at me.

“A million–dollar diamond,” she says, “and you shove it in your bedside drawer?”

“Um,” I say, biting my lip in response. I hadn’t even thought about it. I look around, wondering where else I should have put

it

“Nevermind,” she says, laughing at me more.

“Fiona,” I say, taking in her vintage Juicy velour sweatsuit. “Won’t you please come? I’ll feel so much better with you there.”

comfortable here.”

I frown at her, knowing that something’s up. But, she knows more about this world than I do. If she doesn’t want to go, I’m not going to push her.

“Okay,” I say, sighing as I headed for the door.

“Wait wait!” she calls, unzipping a garment bag and revealing a gorgeous mink stole.

“Oh my god,” I say, walking back towards it. “It’s beautiful

“Yeah,” she says, admiring it. “Vintage. You lucky girl.”

wrap it around my shoulders.

wanting to touch it.

you,” she scolds, “some

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wrong,” I protest, staring at it. “I feel

in her hands, “It’s vintage. These minks died over sixty years ago. No new minks died

it in.

wrapping it around me before I can say anything, tucking my hands into the little pockets at the

little minks, to leave them in the closet for another sixty years. Take them

I head out of the room and down the stairs, brushing my face

Kent at the bottom standing with his arms crossed, his feet

and knees together. I’m abruptly very aware of the shortness of my skirt. I don’t break eye contact though. Instead,

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his brow lowers, his eyes locked on mine.

the stairs. “Wow, you look stunning.” He gives me a

little punch on his shoulder. “You look pretty

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Gifts

28 – Meeting

gives me a charming, bashful smile, and I’m reminded again just how good–looking my fiancé is. Both of our faces turn to Kent, though, as he snorts at us,

nodding towards the door. “The cars are

house. On our way to meet

has a grand, old–fashioned kind of charm, with freshly buffed fine oak floors, brass chandeliers, and sweeping views of the golf greens all along the

to offer us champagne, Kent doesn’t make eye contact with him, merely saying “whiskey, neat,” and surveying the

into the room before we are bombarded

this her?” A plump woman says, hurrying over and reaching out a hand to take mine. “Is this our darling lost Fav?”

him down.

Gifts

Meeting the

like to…visit the

Kent says, turning with me, putting a hand on my

steps in front of us. “I’ll take her,” he

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