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

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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 

1. it. I look around, wondering where else I should have put it- 

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

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“Fiona,” I say, taking in her vintage Juicy velour sweatsuit. “Won’t 

you please come? I’ll feel so much better with you there.” 

“Ah, baby Fay,” she says, coming to take my arm and give me 

a smile. “You’ll be fine. I’ve got a headache, is all – I’ll be more 

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.” 

Smiling she goes to wrap it around my shoulders. 

“Wait,” I say, not wanting to touch it. “Is it…like real? Were those 

alive?” 

“What are you,” she scolds, “some kind of tree hugger?” 

“It’s wrong,” I protest, staring at it. “I feel so bad, thinking about 

those little animals 

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“Baby,” she says, taking my face in her hands. “It’s vintage. These minks died over sixty years ago. No new minks died so you could look fabulous.” 

I hesitate, my eyes taking it in. It is so beautiful. 

“Come on,” she says, wrapping it around me before I can say 

anything, tucking my hands into the little pockets at the bottom which help me keep it around my shoulders. “It would be an insult 

to these little minks, to leave them in the closet for another sixty 

years. Take them out! Let the world admire them!” 

Laughing, I head out of the room and down the stairs, brushing 

my face against the wrap, enjoying the feel of the soft fur against my cheek. 

I stop though, halfway down, when I see Kent at the bottom 

standing with his arms crossed, his feet apart. Staring at me. 

Shy, suddenly, I hunch my shoulders up towards my ears, 

– clutching the mink close against my chest, pressing my thighs and knees together. I’m abruptly very aware of the shortness of my skirt. I don’t break eye contact though. Instead, I bite my bottom lip hoping- ridiculously that I look okay. 

I swear I hear him growl as his brow lowers, his eyes locked on 

mine. 

“Fay!” Daniel calls, joining his father at the bottom of the stairs. “Wow, you look stunning.” He gives me a big smile and I start to 

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move again, focusing on him as I come to his side. 

“Thanks,” I say, giving him a little punch on his shoulder. “You look- pretty cute yourself.” 

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