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

Chapter 42 

“Fay,” she says, looking actually worried for me now. “You’re not 

a…” 

My eyes dart to her and I know she can see the truth there. 

“Oh my god,” she murmurs. “You’re a virgin.” 

I nod hastily and then take a big gulp of my wine. If we’re going to have this conversation, I’d rather be lubricated. 

To my surprise, Fiona laughs loudly and claps her hands, tickled by the idea. “Baby Fay!” she laughs, “you are too cute!” I can’t 

help but laugh with her. 

When she finishes laughing she shakes her head at me, truly playing the role of a big sister. “So what’s the problem, baby? Why 

haven’t you given it up to him? Are you scared? Shy?” 

I shrug a little, not really knowing how to say it. “I’m not…opposed. I just…I don’t know what to do.” 

“Well sweetie,” she says, finishing her glass of wine and standing 

1. up. “In this world, you’ve got to keep your man happy. Let me 

help.” 

I stand up with her and swallow my glass of. Then, I follow Fiona 

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back into the house, not really knowing what’s going on. 

2/3 

Fiona bustles through the house and I trail behind, following her to 

a door in the kitchen that I hadn’t noticed before. She opens it and 

heads quickly downstairs. 

as 

The air is noticeably cooler down here and we pass a series of metal doors. I slow my pace the further we go, getting anxious. What was this place? 

“Just down here,” Fiona says, opening the last door on the left. 

I’m surprised when I enter it. It’s just a little study with a worn rug on the ground beneath a fine leather recliner. There’s a coffee 

table next to it and a large television facing the recliner. The walls 

are covered in media – old VHS tapes, magazines, books, photo 

albums. 

“Kent doesn’t use this place anymore,” she says, “but I organized 

it a while ago. I thought it was better like this than everything just in boxes. This way if he needs to look through anything, he’s got a 

place to sit.” 

“He’s lucky to have your help,” I murmur, looking around. 

“That’s all old family stuff,” Fiona says, waving her hand at the 

far wall, “but this,” she leads me over to a corner with stacks of 

magazines and VHS tapes. “This is what I wanted to show you.” 

Fiona picks up a stack of magazines and plops them in my hand. I glance at them, curious, and then realize that they’re all Playboys. 

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I gasp and almost drop them, eliciting another laugh from Fiona. 

“You see what I mean, baby Fay?” she says, adding another bunch to the stack in my hand. “You’re just a little too uptight 

about this sort of thing,” she says. “It’s just sex. I thought if 

you came down here, explored a little,” she raises a suggestive 

eyebrow at me, “that maybe you’d get a little…inspiration. For you 

and Daniel.” 

My mouth falls open in surprise. Is that what Fiona thinks our 

problem is? I have to stop myself from laughing. 

“Um, thank you,” I say, blushing again, “but –” 

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