Fall For My Ex's Mafia Father

I stare into his face, pleading in my eyes. “Please. Please just let me go home, let me stay there. I’ll never bother you again.”

He shakes his hand slowly, beginning to close the door, as if the offer is ending soon. “You can go home and say goodbye, Fay. Or you can just stay here and let him wonder where you went.”

Made desperate by the sight of the closing door, I get to my shaky feet and rush towards it, heading out. As I pass over the threshold, Kent murmurs “good girl.”

I glare back at him over my shoulder as a bodyguard takes me by the arm and leads me down the stairs.

Thirty minutes later, just as the sun is starting to come up, we pull up outside my small house. I had given the driver the address when we got in. The three bodyguards who accompany me ride in silence until we arrive. Lippert didn’t come with us.

I jump from the car and brush past the body guards, throwing myself through the front door, which is never locked.

“Fay?” I hear my dad’s anxious voice call from the kitchen. “Janeen?” I dash into the kitchen and throw myself into his arms, crying, as the three bodyguards follow me.

in his arms. “I was so worried –“ he glances the men over my shoulder. “What…what’s

looking up at him, desperate. “Please tell me this is all a mistake – that he’s not my real

who stand calmly in the room. They let us have our moment,

biological dad is?” I say, wiping my tears from my face with

hesitating, and I can sense the lie in his words.

I plead, wrapping my hands in the lapels of his

says, looking down at me seriously. “It never has. I’m your father.”

is he, Dad?” I

“What do you know, Fay,” he says, his voice low. “This is dangerous territory – who are these men –“

hardly breath. “You know the truth – it’s

to put me

a hand. “We’ll disappear, you’ll never see us again,