Fall For My Ex’s Mafia Father

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“Okay,” Fiona says, studying me in the last dress. She holds up the beaded
Oscar de la Renta that was our other top choice, an incredible off-white beaded
silk that fell heavily to the floor and made a fantastic shushing sound as I walked.
“This one?" She indicates the Oscar, “or that?” She gestures towards the
incredibly romantic Caroline Herrera dress that hugs my waist with a tight bodice,
the off-shoulder sleeves flowing down in to the flowing charmeuse of the skirt,
which sweeps behind me in a five—foot train.

“This one,” I say, a little breathless, staring at myself in the mirror. I had never
really been the kind of girl who dreamed about her

wedding before, but in a dress like this? I am actually starting to

feel like a bride.

“Oh thank god,” Fiona says, wiping a tear from her eye. “That was my favorite
too. If you'd picked the Oscar, you'd have broken my

heart.”

I laugh a little as she picks up her phone, texting someone. I

realize, suddenly, that she’s messaging Kent — telling him to come down for final
approval.

When the door opens, I turn to face him, biting my lip, wondering, passively, if
he'll approve.

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He's looking down at his phone as he walks into the room but,

about halfway across the room from us, he glances up.

Kent stops dead in his tracks.

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I feel fear curl in the bottom of my belly. Does he not like it? Did I

make the right choice?

His whole body stiffens, his arm dropping to his side as his eyes slowly rove over
my form. I turn to him, running my hands across the fabric at my hips, and see
his mouth fall ever so slightly open.

Then, his eyes snap back to my own and his mouth slams shut. He takes a step
forward, his eyes burning, and, surprised, I take

one step back-

My reaction is totally animal, that of prey flinching back from a

predator. Kent sees it, registers my fear, and wills himself back into
composure. His eyes flick to Fiona for a moment as he slowly rolls

his shoulders back, putting his hands into his pockets.

Then, he studies me again. It's a mask, though, this time — I can

tell. He's just pretending to be the passive buyer studying his

goods.

Beneath, he’s the wolf, and I am his supper.

I stare at him, aware, in some part of me, that I have made him

ravenous. I shift my position, then, trying out how this knowledge

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feels in in my body, twisting my hips so that my thighs rub together beneath the
skirt of my gown.

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Kent's eyes flash to my legs, my thighs, and I see a muscle flicker in his cheek as
he clenches his jaw.

“So,” Fiona says, her arms folded, her eyes flashing between us. “I guess you
like it, Kent?"

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I turn my head to look at her,

breaking out of my strange reverie,

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“Yes,” Kent says, and when I look

back I see that he is, again, all

control. “The Herrera is a good

choice. Charge it to my account.” The
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With that, he turns and leaves the room.

“How...” I say, turning my surprise in my mind, “how does he know all the
designers?” I ask.

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“Baby,” Fiona says, sauntering over to

me with a smirk. “He chose all of

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My mouth falls open in surprise.

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